Kryptonite

K is another tough one. What words?

Kryptonite? Y’all know what kryptonite is, right? Superman’s weakness?

What’s my kryptonite?

This post started to degenerate very quickly, because I started wondering about all my flaws and weaknesses.

Impetuousness. Lack of focus. Fear. Lack of self awareness. Too much navel gazing.

I could write endlessly about how I do badly.

And how I try to pick up after myself, endlessly.

My autobiography could be entitled How to Get Out of Your Own Way. (Thanks to Tyrese Gibson for a good title.) It would probably be very boring. Oh dear.

NB: the only other K word I could come up with was Klingon. This challenge is difficult. Assuming I do it again I might try and plan it better next year.