Dream? or Reality? or BOTH?
Sometimes I get knocked down so hard that just for a minute--maybe two-- I doubt that I will ever get up.
But I always do.
I scrape up what shreds of strength I reach, pretend I'm somebody else, and move along.
And when I feel like I can't take another step, somebody will appear in the distance and help me keep going.
My many heroes! Taking me places I never thought I could go. Helping me figure out who I am and make even a tiny bit of progress here and there. Thanks!
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