Funny isn’t it?  How a simple comment…or lack of comment… in an everyday conversation can stick with you like sticky bread dough on the hands.

There have not been too many times that I’ve shyly bore my insides and let someone in to know that I..I…I want to be or am working toward being a writer or an artist or a counselor.  I want to do what I love.  I want to do what I am…not be what I do.  A few times I’ve walked…

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