Day #2: February 15, 2013
By the time they're my age, most people have either identified which highway they want to take in life or pulled off to a side road that they're at least comfortable driving on, even if it wasn't exactly where they intended to end up.
I'm not most people. I remember feeling anxious when we had to write about what we wanted to be when we grew up, and now that I've physically "grown up," I've got a warning for the next generation of kids who don't really know how to answer the question: You may never know.
Or, it might take a series of "top days" for you to accept that the anxious feeling isn't because you DON'T know what you want to be but, instead, because you DO know.
For me, the first in my series came the day after Valentine's Day with a short phone call about a candy shop. Some of you may recall the story of Seashore Sweets', as I have previously chronicled my encounter with a member of Team Disney here so I won't go through the details again, but honestly?
It was a pretty damn cool phone call to get.
It hasn't led to anything more (yet), but it did spark enough in me to make me wonder if, just maybe, I COULD be part of the storytelling happening at Disney, part of the legacy that is committed to telling every piece of the tale. Nothing is coincidence, everything has an explanation, and if you can just ask the right person, you're going to hear it all.
This was the first piece of, what I hope will be, the rest of my story.
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