The ability to make every story about yourself is… remarkable.
Even more remarkable is when the same people call it empathy or emotional intelligence.
You say you caught a cold. They tell you they were hospitalised.
You mention you had a long day. They explain why theirs was longer.
You say you’re tired. They haven’t slept in days.
Somewhere, quietly, every dialogue becomes a competition.
There’s a concept called grandstanding. It’s when we turn every interaction into a stage. Not necessarily out of arrogance, but out of habit. A need to stay visible and be central in the frame.

Standing in front of this little shop window during a solo trip, I realised how peaceful it felt when nothing was competing.
No flowers trying to outshine each other. Bicycle is not asking for applause.
No urgency to prove anything because everything was pretty amazing in its own place.
Every story doesn’t need escalation, and every moment doesn’t need comparison, especially when people look up to you for advice.
Maybe it’s enough to listen without comparing.
To acknowledge without upgrading.
To let someone else have the moment.
We don’t always have to bring the spotlight back to ourselves.
It’s okay to let someone else’s sentence finish without adding our own headline.
And sometimes, a solo walk and a beautiful shop window are enough to remind you of that.

