I have dreams. Lots and lots of them. And now that things are starting to happen, that I'm beginning to be the owner of my life and the one who calls the shots, they all want to be fulfilled. Like a bunch of little kids running towards Santa and crying
Me first! Me first! non stop. I don't mind, really. I rather have them behave like this than being shoved all together in a drawer.
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