I am blowing by my limitations and achieving my most cherished dreams.

Some limitations don't move. There are twenty-four hours, one body, and a certain number of people depending on you.

Pretending otherwise is how people end up exhausted and calling it ambition — six weeks of chasing, then the dream gets abandoned along with the sleep.

The limits worth blowing past are the invented ones. Too old, not technical enough, not the type. Those are guesses. Test one this month and find out whether it was a wall or just a story about a wall.