We were just some kids, determined for ambition, struggling to find the motivation to get off our feet and move. But we had our lives on the tips of our fingers, so close, we used them to map out the roads we’d take to get there. To find that dream that would take our whole lives to get there. Through each road, a dead end. And when we awoke, with broken hands, and disheveled hearts, we realized that it was only a dream.
