Envision your growth
I was eating cake and your mom thought I really wasn’t enjoying myself.
“I told you to wait in the car,” she speaks up.
“No I wanted to hear them shouting, the people don’t understand your way of living, you have to talk loudly.”
Oh but I’m just me and I haven’t felt like exclaiming in ages. I don’t have the lungs for it.
“Well grow them then.”