Tangled

“I’ve been looking out of a window for 18 years, dreaming what I might feel like when those lights rise in the sky. What if it’s not everything I dreamed it would be?”

“It will be.”

“And what if it is? What do I do then?”

“Well, that’s the good part I guess. You get to go find a new dream.”

Like Rapunzel, we sometimes find ourselves close enough to our dreams and when it is almost within reach, we ask, we doubt, we fear.

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