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Isn’t it funny how your goals and aspirations change through the years? Sometimes I like to compare my little kid hopes and dreams to my grown up Debbie Downer hopes and dreams. It is quite the examination of contradictions. I don’t know why I am oversharing this little tidbit into my little kid psyche, but here we go. When I was little I used to sing all the time. I used to write songs on little notepads and sing them to my mom. A capella. Now, on one hand, yes that is super cute. On the other hand, I now know I do not have a great singing voice. I never have, never will. And don’t be all like, “Oh no Stef, I’m sure that’s not true.” Just to try and humor me. Trust me, I am fine with it. I still sing regardless, so don’t worry. While I was in my Simon and Garfunkel phase, I used to think that I could become a famous singer. That isn’t too crazy of a kid dream, but the way I thought I was going to become famous is kind of ridiculous. I would sing along to the oldies station on the …
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