I can’t keep all the style guide rules in my head.
I fuck something up in every doc.
More than once.
When I get it to the front of my mental stack.
Something else slides back out.
I feel stupid. And weak. And old. And tired.
It’s time to put the training wheels back on.
It’s time to write up a checklist with everything I fuck up.
And then work through the checklist with every sentence.
Like a goddamned child. Like a goddamned retard.
And when I can write without the checklist.
I can take the training wheels off again.