I think we all question our limits. If not, we're inevitably accepting them too easily.
I wouldn't know how to define my limits - and I'm not sure whether I owe thanks to my Mom for that, or blame.... Believing you can do anything gets harder as the years go by.
Still, I don't believe in personal limits, per se, so I suppose it's time to push through some of the imagined limits I've let take over as I get older: too tired, out of ideas, too busy.
Is it time to blast open the idea of "limits" once and for all?
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