Intention, Intention, Intention!

So this is something I've been noshing on for quite a while and I finally feel ready to bang out a post. It seems my focus as of late revolves around communication, and this post is a short little diddy dedicated to the ol' dialogue.  My last post documented the rare existence of the Conversational Assassin.  This post will introduce a new sub-species in the world of talkage: 

The Intentional Manipulator

To Compete, or Not to Compete...

That is the question...

I know I dipped out for a while, and I'll get into what I've been up to these past few months in the next post or two.  I figure it's better to let ya'll nosh on some perspective whilst I type up the ol' manifesto, so here she is...

Competition, or Comprehension?

I've been coming to terms with a couple of things lately.  Mainly self-stuff, which ain't surprising, given that I've made some real changes in my life in the last quarter year.  It's not out of the realm to see the blight float to the surface when you turn your world upside down. 

Example: I've noticed that when I'm around certain people, and they begin waxing optimistic about their accomplishments and general bad-assery, I sometimes get a little twinge of regret or, dare I say it, jealousy.