I need to admit this to myself honestly. It's not an awesome revelation or anything. I realized it from the beginning, just convinced myself no little sack of powder - or the grueling process I so desperately need to perfect, resulting in this wonderdust that puts the crank in so many patrons' engines - would ever be capable of outwitting me!
It's a part of every thought, every breath, every notion, every need and every sorrow I know now and every one I will know in the future, as long as I choose to make it both my opponent and my motivation to be in the race at all.