When I'm old and other stories (Gabrielle Bell, 2003)

One day I realized that I was no longer a genius. I had allowed myself to gradually erode into just an average person. But what was even worse was I was still hanging onto this conception of what I thought I once was. It was easier than taking responsibility for my fucked up life. In reality I was no better or worse than anyone else.

First quoted the 30th of January, 2005 on http://achernar.over-blog.com/article-82774.html.