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I have discovered
that a small victory
can make a very loud sound
inside me.

Not because
I need applause.
Because it reminds me
that I can.

One thing works.
One door opens.
One idea becomes real.
And before the excitement
has fully settled,
another question arrives:

What next?

It is not greed.
It is hunger.
The kind that whispers
there is still more
inside you.

I like the feeling
of surprising myself.
Of standing beside
something I once thought
might never happen
and saying,

Look.
You did it!!!

Every little achievement
gives me evidence
against the voice
that tells me to stay
where I am comfortable.

I celebrate.
Then I build again.
I reach.
Then I look further.

There is a particular joy
in becoming someone
I did not know
I could be.

Growth has obviously one of my
favorite forms of happiness.
Not because I believe
I am never enough.

Because I know
being enough today
does not mean
I have to stop becoming
tomorrow.

Give me one small victory
and watch what happens.
I celebrate.
Then I start another project.

It feels like
finding a room
inside yourself
you did not know existed.

I have discovered
that ambition is not always
a loud thing.
Mine often looks like
quiet satisfaction
followed by another notebook.

I’m certain and comforted that is
my particular kind of hunger.

I do not want
a life filled only
with things I already know
I can accomplish.

I want evidence
from the future
that I was capable
of more than
I had imagined.