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When i was a little girl, i dreamed of being a STAR. All caps. Big letters. Red carpet. Madonna level fame. Household name. i dreamed of being creative, of dancing, of performing on every stage imaginable: theater, dance halls, on the big and household screens, on...
Today i woke up with my life on my mind. As in … what kind of life do i actually want to live? And then the question: If my life was a movie, what kind (as in genre) would i want it to be? And my mind flittered back to a word i use a lot to describe the energy...