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Little dreams

R and I were eating breakfast and I thought of our childhood wishes. The little girl inside of me always wanted a Barbie doll house. She wanted Barbie, Ken, and their son to have their own home. That was her biggest wish. Now, after 18 years, I want an airplane ticket, and I don’t care about the destination.
When we’re older, is it possible to let go of our dreams the way we let them go as children?
We finish our breakfast and laugh. I’m thinking of the little girl who never got the Barbie doll house…

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