I dream, not to escape reality but to plot out different scenarios for my future. I keep going, not to prove anything to others but to finish what I start and show myself how far I’ve come. I listen more than I speak, not because I don’t have anything to say but to hear everything, the spoken and unspoken. I fight, not for sake of violence but for the sake of my convictions. I hold, not to touch but to heal. I know, not because I all-knowing but because I allow myself to remain a student even while I teach. I understand, not because I know but because I remain open to feel.