"What can you do?"
"The best you can."
"Not the best of the best. Not a macho alpha male thing."
"You know. Like overcoming tempests, defeating insurmountable odds. Not all that shit."
"Then what?"
He sighed, then shrugged. "Just the best that you can do. You know your own parameters man, work with those."
"I don't know what that is."
"What is?"
"My parameters, my best."
"You don't have to know. Just do the gut thing. If your gut says cool, then you're there."
He smiled. "I like that."
"So you should. So should we all. It's not about all that pushing boundaries shit. You can actually enjoy life without striving, testing, overcoming. For fucks sake, have a party, not an endurance!"
"Life party." He smiled.
"Dead right. Seven billion life parties going on!"
"No. Amazing!"