Entering a competition I'm not going to win

Taking part may not count, but it definitely feels good to try

Yesterday I was moping around the house like a student with an essay due. It was painful. I kept sighing and staring out of the window. Time was moving slowly but also too quickly as my midnight deadline approached. My attitude sucked because I was entering a competition that I knew I wasn’t going to win. 

It’s tempting not to tell anyone when you apply …