Have you ever grown weary of being good at a few things but never master of any? That’s where my head is at the moment.
I’m from a family of musicians… my father has mastered his craft:
My “little” brother is well on his way to mastering three instruments (no bass or drum video):
Me? I’ve mastered one thing and I’m like Bruce Lee with that joint so don’t mess with me, son!
On the serious tip, maybe I’ll master writing if I stick with it into my sixties, keep working at becoming better, maybe I’ll master it at some point.