Lately, I’ve noticed something curious.

Every time I learn a new skill, I feel two things at once: familiarity and strangeness.

The beginning is smooth, like meeting an old friend. But the deeper I go, the harder it gets, almost like staring into a black hole.

I didn’t use to learn this way. Before, I was all about short bursts of curiosity. Dip a toe in, play around, move on. Fun was enough.

Now it’s different. At some point in life, something shifts.

I suddenly realize I can enter deeper waters. Not because my technique improved, but because my mind became steadier.

And only when I go deeper do my discover this: everything is terrifyingly deep.

The more I learn, the smaller I feel. The more I understand, the wider the unknown becomes.

What’s interesting is that I no longer just go forward, I also circle back.

I revisit old skills, refresh them, tend to them again. Like watering each tree in a forest, making sure none of them dry out.

Some people say, “Learning too many things scatters your energy.” But I don’t see myself as someone clinging to a single tree. I have an entire forest.

Every skill is one tree in it, some tall, some thin, some crooked, some wild.

Different shapes, different tempers. Together, they make me who I am.

That feeling, being able to land anywhere and still feel at ease isn’t arrogance.

It’s freedom.



—— XC Scribbles · 貳拾 XX 🌲