At the library, Tom whispered, “I am focused,” but his voice echoed. He tried louder: “I am unstoppable!” A patron glared. Tom grinned, “You’re welcome!” and continued, “I am a genius!” The librarian approached. “Sir,” she said, “please quiet down.” Tom nodded, then shouted, “I AM A GENIUS!” The room froze. A book fell. Tom looked up, stunned. “Hmm. Maybe I need more affirmations.”
