If old benches and bikes remind you of grandparents, think again.
Ascending those creaky stairs is daunting, but I make the journey with resilience. The space at the top may be modest, but it’s all I need to thrive—a bed, a microwave, a chair, and a table with a reading lamp.
The bike parked below takes me to the studios where I hunt for work.
People who come to meet me wait on the bench.
One day, they’ll pen down the trials and tribulations of a star – a star yet to be born but destined to illuminate the world.
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That is the definition of manifesting! Great story
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I like the idea of manifesting. We should all try it.
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Puts a whole new light on “starving artist” Great story!
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Thank you, Bon!
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Dear Reena,
A lot of optimism in this piece.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Thank you, Rochelle!
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A lovely, inspiring story Reena. Keep the hope alive.
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Glad you liked it.
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❤️❤️❤️
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A lot of us have to start small but we don’t have to stay small. Nice story.
-David
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Profound truth!
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Good dreams to have
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Lack of a vision takes you nowhere.
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You gotta have the hunger to be a star. I think she has it.
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The hunger appears to be a fad or obsession, till someone succeeds.
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Made me think of the old song High Hopes 🙂
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Thank you, Linda! These stories of struggle gain credence if someone succeeds. There are many others who struggle and disappear.
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A comfortable life is for the young as well as the old.
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Yes. Only the associated stories change.
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Beautiful Reena! I love this! ❤
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Thanks, Carol!
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