Wow, I've got to give you some genuine compliments that you've got a very, very useful introspective compass. I'm not sure who said the maxim of "Success is whe

Wow, I've got to give you some genuine compliments that you've got a very, very useful introspective compass. I'm not sure who said the maxim of "Success is when luck meets preparation" but I can totally see your point in how things went. Though I've never been devout in Christianity (other than really digging Jesus-was-a-hippie thoughts), when I see a person down and out, scraggly, maybe who made some bad decisions in their life that have held them back, I do appreciate the thought "There but by the grace of God go I" because flipping a couple bits of background entropy means a lot. I guess that's why in fiction there's so much talk about messing with the past having large consequences in the future. In some ways though, I think your reluctance to want to reach out, unsolicited, is something I can relate to my music endeavors. I get stage fright, whether in front of people I know or just a gathered crowd at an open mic night. I mean, they're there to hear music, so why should I feel nervous? Eventually I got to the point where I would go out and play on street corners, sometimes with a tip jar but mostly just to do it, and get over the fact that what I'm doing has merit because I want to share it, and if nobody pays attention, it doesn't mean I was a jerk for playing some nice tunes in a public space.