“I’ll let you on a little secret – sometimes I think I haven’t changed enough yet. Sometimes I look at my friends, so brave and strong, and I see in myself something else. Sometimes I look at my cretpoj, and I don’t see the Alan of tomorrow. I see the Alan of yesterday, a yesterday I hoped I’d left behind. That’s the thing about change: it’s hard – but hopefully it’s doable too. So I keep changing. I keep struggling. And maybe eventually, maybe someday, my shaky hands will make a masterpiece.”
