Something that someone once told me about myself that I never forgot is that I don’t listen. That I am a terrible listener. That I always cut people off and jump in with my two cents and at that moment in time it’s not welcomed. I have consciously tried to become a better listener but I continue to fail on a daily basis. This horrible quality in myself really deteriorates a lot of my relationships on a daily basis. Note to self-close mouth and let the ears do the work. Maybe one day I will master the art of listening before I die, who knows. If you have someone that is a good listener in your life keep them because it is a fine art for sure. Godspeed!