Whenever I climb I am followed by a dog called 'Ego'.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
Whenever I climb I have to also entertain.
Of course I have an ego, but you have to have an ego. You have to be incredibly competitive. I can get competitive at times, way too much, and it becomes a little bit obsessive.
For a solitary animal egoism is a virtue that tends to preserve and improve the species: in any kind of community it becomes a destructive vice.
There's certainly the ego-based me that is very competitive.
I am called a dog because I fawn on those who give me anything, I yelp at those who refuse, and I set my teeth in rascals.
My ego every day is more and more polite. I tame it.
Am I an ego on legs? No I am not. Do I want to be seen out there all the time saying everything? No, I don't.
I walk my dog at dawn because I don't like people to be around.
Ego is the great enemy. Ego will hold you back every single time.
I own and operate a ferocious ego.