It starts with a dream. A hunger for more. Then the weight of life’s uncertainty begins to weigh you down. You fall back on the cushion of stability, but you call it priorities. Being realistic. Taking care of responsibilities. Or maybe even more sinisterly you think, I can’t do it. It’s beyond me. It’s out of reach. It’s for other people. I wasn’t born in the right conditions. But underneath all of it, the truth remains. Change doesn’t happen by wishing, and it won’t come about from the limits you place on yourself. The first step is the one you buried: the ambition, your hunger for more.
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