Confidence. We all lack it sometimes. Prince had notoriously bad stage fright. Steve Young had trouble sleeping the night before games. Emma Watson struggled with self doubt. Michael Phelps, the greatest swimmer ever, struggled with anxiety.
You know who doesn’t have any of these problems? Affluent white women walking straight out of Trader Joe’s and into traffic. They don’t even look. So great is their confidence that the world revolves around them that cars hitting them is never even a consideration. The number of times that I have had to hit the brakes for a main character striding right out in front of me is alarming. We should all aspire to this level of confidence. I would love to just step into the Red Sea so sure that it would part that I wouldn’t take off my shoes.
I like Trader Joe’s. Enough to ignore their other clientele. They have these tiny avocados. I’m telling you, the perfect portion. Not to mention the Tuscan Pane bread. But when I leave I still look both ways. I know. Pathetic lack of confidence on my part.
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