Somedays I feel like I've worked so hard and accumulated so little. Don't get me wrong; I fully realize that I am a very blessed individual. But as with every young person I am reaching for the stars. I just feel like I'm barely making it off the ground. The clouds seem far too out of reach- yet alone the moon. I want to be something. Something big and important and memorable. I want to change lives and alter fate and spill secrets that the world forgot to tell. And I feel like I'm at a loss on where to go or what to do. How can a bumbling writer, that stutters when she speaks aloud, ever change the world?
