Even I have days where I want to quit, where I wonder what's the f*ing point in all this work. Where I literally question EVERYTHING and want to choose the easy road, where the questions tickle my mind… Maybe I could be normal? Maybe I could just settle for another job, something that I didn't really care about and allow my art and creativity and absolutely love for what I do go to the back burner or go onto simmer? Maybe I could tone it down and not have such big dreams? Maybe I could TRY, desperately, to quiet the voice inside of me that pushes me on to do MORE, have MORE, be MORE? Because with passion for potential comes PAIN when people don’t recognize that their DREAM IS POSSIBLE.