The Words of Dreams.

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“You can be anything you want,” they said. “The sky’s the limit. The world is your own.”

“I want to be a writer,” I said. “I want to tell stories; books full of dreams and adventures and lovers united and overcoming adversity with faithful pets by my side.”

“You can be a writer,” they said, “but you have to do something else instead. Be the writer in your free time.”