When I was young, I had an image of myself.
I would be able to write fancy cursive and type super fast on my laptop..
I dreamed that I would be a beautiful lady, who often times stayed up late at night in her bed, with tossled hair, working on "important" papers
Today, I remembered my dream and realized that I am living it.
It is not as glamorous as I had imagined it to be, but nevertheless, I am the future.
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