What I was missing, and I don’t want you to miss, is that I was living my dream from day one. All of my experiences, delightful, cheerful, terrifying, humiliating, depressing, beatific, all of them were bringing a little bit of real me to the surface. I just didn’t know where to look. I was always free. No matter where I was. I was always living my dream, no matter how it manifested. Because I lived my life, because I’m me.

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