Hmm...where to begin?
A "washed-up has-been that never-was" who STILL hasn't acquired the necessary common sense - despite the "advanced mileage" - to finally give up on my only real love.
A bit of a f-up, but in an endearing, charming, good-natured and ultimately benign way.
Possessor of more dreams than talent, who wouldn't have it any other way.
My own worse critic - and the only one that knows my full potential.
Damn, did that come off as a tad "harsh"?
