I am my grandparents’ wildest dreams manifested. I have to live fully. Quitting or being average is simply unfashionable. I owe it to their fight.
Their struggle. Their hopes. Their failures. Their sacrifices. Their purpose for pressing was so that I can simply try. The legacy of them lives in and through me. I can’t just give up. I have to push for more, hope for more because I have been groomed for this with late night shifts and pennies adding up to stacks against crumple