Each day is about growth. Although I am competitive, I do not compete with any other person.
And if I am not in contest with another person, then who do I compete against? Myself? No. No, I compete with an idea, the idea of the possibility of what I could become. Each day this possibility draws closer to reality, yet further away. For each day I grow, the possibilities of what I could become grow also. Thats is why I am amused that you mistake me. You mistake the tone of my voice for confidence and not certainty. The glare in my eyes for arrogance and not humbleness. My actions as a means of satisfaction, not as from a drive of hunger. You compare me to people who are of no relevance. Frame
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