by Damon M. Garn
I’m going to do it, I decided. I’m going to buy it.
The sales guy was in the back, finding the box and paperwork. I stood alone at the front of the shop.
I was terrified and excited. Wary and thrilled.
I hadn’t consciously realized that I’d dreamed of this all my life. Sure I had fantasized about it but I’d always believed I had no ability. Now that I embraced my potential, I felt liberated. It’s the journey, not the destination.
So I put my debit card on the counter and carried my box of dreams outside.