Is there any way of feeling credible? Whenever I do anything in life I find it hard not to be conscious of the ridiculousness of it all. Human endeavour, political will, excelling at work or physical exertions like running or dancing. All of it peels at my raw skin, exposes something intimate which renders me paralysed. The greatest people must be unconscious of this feeling, or else they feel it, but they overcome it. It is hard to imagine the insecurity that comes from understanding the human condition, lurking behind the confident faces that punctuate our history.
Perhaps this is part of the truth at the heart of the saying “ignorance is bliss”.