Feeling like Robin Hood

But in looks only. Or, in accessories only.

I was holding a bow and arrow in my hand and feeling quite proud, regal even. When I expertly released and let the arrow fly, then was I acutely aware of 'feeling' and 'being''s differences. I used to be pretty good at archery. Those were my thoughts but quite unfounded on any real skill. It's like when I stand next to someone who's 6' tall, at least. "Oh, we're the same size". Are my perceptions so off?

Clearly.

First time, I struck an arrow in soft mud. Second time, arrow hits bale of hay (rejoicing on my end). Third time, arrow can't be found. Man goes looking for it, female Robin Hood impersonator walks away sullenly.

I'll be back to you bow and arrows, I will conquer you at some point.

Meanwhile, I'm using my new MacBook Pro! (Thus commence fraudulent feelings of being a pro.)