Before the world taught me to behave, before responsibility rearranged my path, before fear replaced imagination… Who did I want to become? Not the job. Not the résumé. 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 here’s the truth: What you wanted to be was never childish. It was pure direction. A signal from the part of you that hasn’t been edited by expectation. So… 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 nostalgia… but to remember the thread you were never meant to drop.

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