Here's a funny little poem I remember reading as a child. Of all the poems I read when I was young, this is one of the few I remember:
Don't worry if your jobs are small
And your rewards are few.
Remember that the Mighty Oak
Was once a nut like you.
Yet another window into my personality. In some ways, it's hopeful: The best is yet to come. In other ways, it's pessimistic: my work always seems to be unimportant and trivial.
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