I used to write like my thoughts mattered. I would rant and rave and show you all examples why its fruitful and far less dangerous to pursue what you want.

and i still think this way, but just be smart about it. you can dream all you want, you can want all you want, but you need some elbow grease or else it is all for naught. I miss two year old me.. i miss one year old me. I miss three four and five year old me.

more on this later.