He who blinded by ambition, raises himself to a position whence he cannot mount higher, must thereafter fall with the greatest loss. - Niccolo Machiavelli
It's been a few weeks since I moved in with Sherlock Holmes. There's a lot of things I can say about him. Calculating, charismatic, a brilliant liar, witty. And that's just naming a few. Sherlock, above all else, is quite ambitious. Whenever I come back from grocery shopping or having a cup of coffee with Mike, I often find Sherlock either experimenting on something with the microwave or that skull of his, or hear him playing Bach on his violin.
The experiments are usually because he's bored and he has nothing else to do. It's funny at times. Most of the time, it's insanely aggravating. It's like living in a haunted house. You find fingers in the microwave. That's insane. Nearly gave me a heart attack when I found it. Not to mention the severed head that Sherlock "borrowed" from the lab while Molly wasn't looking. I told him to stop. Sherlock didn't listen. I don't know; I just have to deal with him being all psychopathic.
Now that I've covered his easily bored nature, it's time to talk about his ambition. To be fairly honest, Sherlock is ace with the violin. Yes, he wakes me up with his violin at four in the morning almost every other day, but I have to get used to that. Or throw the violin out the window. Trying not to pick the latter. Anyway, I see sheet music cluttered around the floor when I enter the room to tell him to stop the noise. I can tell that Sherlock spends an outrageous amount of time practicing. The bags under my eyes prove it.
It's not only with music or experimenting that Sherlock desires to achieve greatness in. He likes being right a lot. He enjoys finding the little things that nobody notices and using it for his own gain. Takes a keen eye and determination for that.
He doesn't seem to have a limit, that Sherlock. He's always progressing in everything that he does. Probably that's why he's so successful with the whole detective thing. It's not particularly a bad thing, but I can sure as hell tell you that it's not a good thing either.
I'm just waiting for him to reach his restriction, but as of late, I can only grow more tired with each day.