What I learn when I learn

This is specifically in reference to handwriting like it's 1895 where I am learning a more formal Victorian script. But it applies to any kind of learning. Lesson the first: I can be - am often - a lazy bastard. Lazy is also a fun word to write in fancy cursive. It is often easier to learn something completely new than unlearn or adjust something you already know. Zs are so different - I've never completely messed one up. Poor form, sure. Whereas Bs are almost the same except they attach the other way and every so often I do it wrong - as in, the way we all do. One cannot undo forty years of conditioning in a fortnight and it would be mad to expect that. And yet, what do I expect? That. My sister joked was I going to write like this permanently. Hell no, it's gruelling. But it's happening, of course it's happening. My actual handwriting is changing. Part of that is just that I've physically handwritten more in the last two weeks than probably the last six years. The sweeping cursive…