I just had a moment of self-awareness while putting laundry away (miracles happen everyday, people).
It is so easy for me to dream for others.
So easy to look at my imperfect self, and think that that good things won't happen to me, so I shouldn't try.
That's not real.
That's not right.
Life is full of these amazing or maddening moments that happen whether or not we deserve them.
Life is full of favor and failure and fear that can only be overcome by love.
Loving yourself enough to try something no matter the outcome and loving others enough to share what you have hidden in your heart.