I am triumphant; show me my laurels. I proclaim myself victorious, and the crowd cheers me on. I am the question and within me resides the answer. I am the echo of your inner voice. I am the reason behind your actions. The yin to your yang. The calm before the storm, and the water to your fire. It is I, and yet you stare at me bewildered as though we are strangers. I am the reflection that stares back at you when you look in the mirror.