I want to wake up every day and set my own schedule. I want to be able to take a walk on the beach at 11am to clear my creative mind. I want to be able to browse a used bookstore for hours, come home and lose myself in writing. I want to be able to go to bed every night and have that impossible sense of exhaustion mixed with exhilaration. I want to explore. To feel. To experience. To make memories. To write it all down.
Maybe it’s not so much as finding my purpose,
but the courage to live it. Balls to the wall.
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