It's a curious fact that here in Berkeley, I feel an aura of failure that was missing while I was home in Tennessee. There, I was skilled and clever and strong. Here, I'm merely mediocre. Whatever it is I do, there's someone better at it than me--so much so that I can never hope to match them. I'm not a fan of being a small fish in a big pond, but I'd better get used to it, because unless I retreat to Smalltown, TN, that's my fate. Not that I face it alone--almost everyone ends up being outshone. That still doesn't mean I have to like it.