You're not as tall as you once were. You used to stare into the heart of the sun when you were sitting and break through the heights of the very universe itself when you would stand.
But now you don't. Now you brush the tall grass with your shoulders as you walk among it and the trees that were once mere weeds to you, tower over you.
You're not as tall as you once were and yet somehow amidst the facts your new reality as harsh as it may be, you still manage to seem as if you feel your height is just the same as it ever was.
You won a single game of checkers. Fuck yourself if you think that warrants gloating on a scale that large.
I AM VICTORY! HEAR MY ROAR IN MIGHTY TRIUMPH! AAAAAAGHOUGHAGHAGHA!!!!!
