I threw a lot of balls and walked a lot of batters. Not something I'm proud of, but something I learned from.
On the other hand, I don't understand the enthusiasm for everything in the antique shop that Grandma threw out. There, the sense of quality has declined; otherwise Grandma wouldn't have thrown it out.
It's all happening too fast. I've got to put the brakes on or I'll smack into something.

