I walk through the glass room and soak in the warmth of the sun shining through. It is peaceful here. I ponder my past, present, and future. A part of me is afraid, while the other is excited.
I have dreams and goals. I feel I've succeeded and failed at different times to reach them. I won't give up. How can I attain such dreams and goals if I do? I won't. I keep trying.
I sit in the middle of the glass house and meditate on my life and where I'm going. Very soon, I'll be right where I want to be.
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