my battle is a curious one. what i face is the carnal , self-serving, self-destroying, gluttonous, grotesque face of sefishness. i am fighting an onslaught of me's, a sea of self absorbed creatures who claw and bicker for attention, a swarm of icky goblins who pine attention and ignore all else, a gaggle of girls who claw at my table for morsels of notice, beings who greedily choke down every crumb of self recognition that they can squeeze from the minds of others.
My biggest asset and my biggest problem is that I listen--and i'm moderately good at it. And moderately good in a world of talkers is essentially me being a savant at listen. Thus
There are a few flaws in my argument: the fact that this could all be a selfish plead for myself, i don't speak my mind enough, and ...?
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