Trusting my intuition is the main lesson Life is trying to teach me. But sometimes Professor Life decides to give too many pop quizzes during a final exam/dorm party/ hazing week, and I don’t do too well.

When getting feedback from others, if A says 1 and B says 2, I’ll call Z who’ll say 121841. I’m breathing shallowly and my circuits are popping.

Oh, those are the opinions of other humans? Who’s qualified to be the main authority of my life again?

Why, it’s me, Tofu Brain! On those days when low self-confidence dulls my personality’s unique flavor while I sponge up everybody else’s, I’ll at least try for extra firm.