Your story in my blog : Dreams by Thao Bui

We spend so much time chasing, criticizing, pretending, working, feeling obligated with responsibilities, that before we realize it's happened, life seems to just pass us by.

As a child, we all have dreams, aspirations, unimaginable feats we're unrealistically trying to achieve. Why is it that when we're young, we're so imaginative and willing to believe? Is it because we are still so innocent? What happens between childhood and adulthood that makes us all forget who we really are?

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