It’s funny when you’re a child, you believe you can be anything you want to be, go wherever you want to go. There’s no limit to what you can dream. You expect the unexpected, you believe in magic, in fairy tales, and in possibilities. Then you grow older and that innocence is shattered and somewhere along the way the reality of life gets in the way and you’re hit by realization that you can’t be all you wanted to be, you just might have to settle for a little bit less. Or perhaps a variation of what once you wanted.
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