I'm really hard on myself. Always have been. I spend a lot of time thinking about all the mistakes I've made in my life; all the cows I bought but shouldn't have and the ones I should've bought but didn't. Rolling a forklift over an embankment; burning my six-year-old hand on the hot exhaust stack on my dad's Kenworth; rounding over the threads on a half million dollar compressor in the oilfields; thinking I could make a living in the cattle business without any land or money; throwing an egg at the principal's daughter and getting kicked out of school for three days as a result. I think you get the picture.