In general, I tend to be inspired by those younger than myself. Sometimes there are youths that inspire me from a backwards place.
A place where their ignorance motivates me to aim even higher in order to not encounter said ignorance again. Somehow, if I’m in the presence of it, I must have made a cause to experience this assault. I say assault because I can’t imagine why I’m being subjected to one I’m only in the presence of, due to my association with others, who I have a direct connection with.
And that’s it, nothing long and drawn out, merely an inspired thought by a youth under the delusion of being in control, when in reality, their insecurities grossly reflect just how much they lack in having it.