If you are adequate, there is a problem.

Adequate is comfort. It is complacency.

It is the fat man with a bag of chips on his belly and the images on the tv passing before his eyes. He’s taking nothing but those crisps in, and the only direction he will grow is wide…

Being rendered inadequate makes me scared, insecure. I even want to give up because how could I possibly measure up? But better to be pushed to be better than staying in one place- stagnant, adequate…


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