Like an author who can't figure exactly how to word their thoughts and keep using the backspace then typing once more, I constantly am rewriting my desires. The inner conflict between what I'm supposed to want and what I actually want. The hidden artist that doubts they'll ever make a living off of something they created. That's a lie, money doesn't make a living but doing what you love is making a living. There is nothing more admirable than musicians on the streets barely getting by. They are them. Can she just be her, and he be him, and I be me? Because I can't be her, she can't be him, and he can't be me.
The big decisions we all face ahead are biased. We know what we're supposed to choose, what would make Mommy and Daddy happy, but can we get real for a second. It's our life. It's what you'll be doing everyday for the rest of your life. I am not only talking about your career, but the values you stand for.
Starting aspiring to become you because that's all you really can do. Move past the prejudice, limitations, and bonds that stop you. Lose the people who tell you to change who you are.
Because it never has it been more ok to to be selfish.
And this I hope for,
Elsie Grace
Very real. Loooove this.
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