I’ve been reading through some of my old writings.
I barely recognize it.
I’ve come a long way.
I’ve practiced. I’ve changed. I’ve evolved. I’ve grown. I’ve gotten better.
My style and tone have changed. I’ve become more confident.
Stick with something long enough and you’ll surprise yourself.
I hope I’m embarrassed years down the road of what I’m writing today.
That would mean I’m still progressing and growing. If we’re not growing, we’re dying.