You know, you try and try and hope against all odds, and work and think and persevere. You build and sweat and imagine better. You study. You continue to show up. Every now and then you share more than you mean to. At times it feels less and less likely, and you lose hope that one day, just maybe, with a spark and a flash it will finally feel like that unachievable something- success in this world- has finally been achieved.

I don’t know what my future holds. I don’t know if I will ever feel that I’ve achieved the long-sought-after intangible dream I somehow continue to hold into, despite it all. I don’t know if it will get easier. But I’ll keep on working for it.