Is it possible that we are enamored by status and prestige more now than ever?
Where is your allegiance and to whom do you pay tribute?
There are few feelings in life that compare to receiving a standing ovation.
What if your life up until this point hasn’t gone to waste?
Was yesterday really as bad (or good) as you remember in the dreams that haunt you?
What good have you ever accomplished through comparing your life to the lives of others?