Before the world taught me to behave,
before responsibility rearranged my path,
before fear replaced imaginationโฆ
Who did I want to become?
Not the job.
Not the rรฉsumรฉ.
The identity I felt forming beneath the surface.
A hero?
A creator?
A protector?
A wanderer of hidden places?
Most of us outgrew the dream
before we understood what it meant.
But hereโs the truth:
What you wanted to be
was never childish.
It was pure direction.
A signal from the part of you
that hasnโt been edited by expectation.
Soโฆ return to that voice for a moment.
What did you want to be?
And what remains of that desire now?
Share below.
Not to chase nostalgiaโฆ
but to remember the thread
you were never meant to drop.