One of my friends is living her dream right now. Since she started her career, she's just wanted to meet this famous architect. And, right now, she's working with this architect on a project. It's really hard work. But she's making beautiful spaces for people to live inside.
All of this happened in a matter of days. She'd been working really hard all along, and so when the opportunity presented itself-- she could say, "Yeah. I can do that."
I love hearing her talk about work because it makes everything (mainly, dreams) seem so possible. I mean, we grow up talking about dreams. And making them up and thinking some day. But, there are suddenly a large amount of my friends whose dreams are actually happening. And I love it.
Hard work is so miraculous.
And so, I've been thinking about my goals, long and short term. And that dream I had about my grandpa.