Going beyond the limit. 

Edgar is lying on some gravel.  Beside him is the edge of a concrete sidewalk on which someone has written the word Limits in white paint.  There is a white arrow under the word LImits and it is pointing at Edgar

because my limits aren’t set in stone even if someone else thinks they are.

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