We all have aspirations. That flavorful feeling.
Of knowing what you’d like to do.
For the rest of your life.
Aspire.
Because dreamers are always worth the wait.
Wait and see. What they invent next.
It is a possibility.
We are the true scientists.
Of our dysfunctional generation.
At last we dine. And realize that talent is a bunch of bullshit.
People sell their souls for a little green paper.
We all have aspirations.
Selling our soul isn’t one of them.
That flavorful feeling of self-worth.
Is best achieved through self-readiness.
Self-determination.
Self-analysis.
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