When I was in grade school, I started making lists. My to-do list of things to do outline my day in no real importance, noting I had school, then after-school practice, then homework, then perhaps some chores I needed/was required to get done.
Finally, I get to talk about me. Me, me, me, me – All me. I know a lot of people love talking about themselves — it’s refreshing to offload all the thoughts in your mind — but it’s also extremely hard.