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		<title>Self Imposed</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[For most of my life I I’ve believed I’m brilliant.  I guess it never really occurred that you might have to create something brilliant before you’re brilliant.   But I always felt I was unique enough that I must be brilliant.  And then walking the streets on a saturday night eating chocolate raisins out of a ]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>For most of my life I I’ve believed I’m brilliant.  I guess it never really occurred that you might have to create something brilliant before you’re brilliant.   But I always felt I was unique enough that I must be brilliant.  And then walking the streets on a saturday night eating chocolate raisins out of a plastic container, it occurred to me:  What if I’m just some guy?</p>
<p>I thought how I might act differently, think differently, see things differently.   I thought, I have no reason to believe I’m brilliant.  There’s no way I could know that now.  And maybe you don’t get to tell yourself what you are.  Maybe you let yourself show you.</p>
<p>Challenging this self imposed identity felt oddly freeing.<br />
Once you realize that preconceived notions about yourself are actually inhibiting you, its hard not to let go.</p>
<p>Maybe I’ll be free enough to be myself.</p>
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