Stephen

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February 10

imaging what my life would be like, what i'd be like,

i pictured having all thes qualities,

strong, postivie qualities,

that people could pick up on from across a room,

but as time passed,

few ever became any qualities i actually had,

and all the possibilities i faced, and the sorts of people i could be,

all of them got reduced every year to fewer and fewer,

untill finally they got reduced to one,

to who i am, this what i am!

things didnt work out the way i predicted.

accepting that is not easy

but easy doesnt enter into grown-up life!