Today, a man told me to humble myself. He assumed I was on a high horse. Funny thing about people who think others are on a “high horse” is that they are usually viewing from the ground floor.
I hold myself to a high standard and maybe that’s what he’s confusing with the stallion view. If so, I’ll never come down. He’ll have to come up. My small circle ⭕️ of folks were who they were before I got here.