Some people find it a constant battle to appreciate anything outside of the moment and I am certainly one of those people. I feel I’m doing better about it lately, but sometimes I get a brick thrown at my head that really challenges that. The dumb brick is right, I tell myself. The brick is letting me know that any self-criticism is the absolute truth and anyone who says otherwise is just, I don’t know, lacking the information needed to know they’re wrong. Or maybe they just have poor taste. Either way, they’re wrong and I’m right because I have the necessary information to know I’m right. Of course, none of this is clouded by my own poor taste or lack of information.