Maturity doesn’t advance linearly, like you steadily and readily becoming more profound in your thinking. No, it staggers and stumbles like a drunk.

“I murdered all my staff. I’m terribly sorry. I thought they were someone else (…”

“Love is the most amazing feeling in the world. Let me double check. Yep, love i…”

“I’m the most expensive person in my life. Every day I pay for the poor decision…”

“I am honest and enthusiastic, except when I’m lying down.”