sometimes our fantasies can get in the way of reality. sometimes we think our pasts were our fantasies. more often they are not. similar to thinking crawling under the blankets and shutting your eyes will make the world subside. we are not going to fall back to childhood, back to the tree house and swinging on the rope without fear or repercussions that you actually can come face to face with the cement floor below. i want to be the brave child again. the fearless warrior ready to conquer the scary adult world. can i do it? can you do it?
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