It was the fall of 2002, I was in 6th grade, briskly walking to the library to inquire about a trifold presentation I had turned in a few days earlier. I was sure I would win 1st place. When I asked the librarian about my project, she summoned the dean.
Two years ago I believed I was a time millionaire. If I wanted something badly enough I could just spend the time necessary to achieve it. This was a philosophy that powered me through my academic career. If I wanted the best project, I spent more time on it than my peers. I went further than they were willing to go. I believed that the one who wins was the one who wants it more.