I would venture to say that most of the people I know live a somewhat normal life. My parents, both teachers and coaches, get up every morning, go to school, teach and coach ignorant students all day, and then retire home to their house in the country, where they then have a host of chores and tasks to accomplish before it's time to support my younger sister at one of her numerous extracurricular activities. Some days they may not even make it home before leaving to attend one of my sister's activities. My parents have a normal life. It's a busy life, but it is, for the most part, a normal life.
I lived a normal life under the influence of my parents for 18 years. After moving out of the house three years ago to attend college I was given the chance to break the mold of my normal life; however, until now, I was blindly unaware of the fact that a different life existed. Now that I am aware of this reality, I am dedicated to making a life for myself that is out of the ordinary; a life that is unpredictable, yet reliable; thrilling, yet peaceful; adventurous, yet productive. I want to break the mold. I want to make my own life. I want to be me.
I am a dreamer.
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