I like congratulating other people.

Well done.

Strong move.

Great result.

Wins are great.

That’s what they are.

That’s why we call them wins.

I don’t spend much time with mine.

It’s not self-loathing or humility.

I’m lazy.

Reviewing, remembering, lingering in wins is

daydreaming in the past.

I’m too lazy to do that.

I love me some daydreaming.

If I’m going to do it, I daydream about the future.

If I’m going to focus my attention on something,

I want a return on my attention.

What holds my attention are the something other than wins.

What didn’t land.

What felt off.

What could have been cleaner.

Constructive review wakes me up.

It’s informative.

Corrective.

Transformational.

Wins feel complete.

Something other than wins feel useful.

My experience is that success confirms.

Less than success refines.

Misalignment.

Missed timing.

A sentence that could have been tighter.

A response that came too fast.

That’s where I get better.

The closer to right state of mind doesn’t rest in applause.

It leans toward iteration.

Not because wins don’t matter.

Because wins tell me what worked.

Something other than wins tell me who I’m becoming.

If I only celebrate, I plateau.

If I only criticize, I erode.

Development requires both.

Growth is found in the review.

The win is the proof.

The something other than a win is an invitation

of what I can become.