I want to go through my processes, but I don't want to be processed. I don't want to end up on the other end, looking like everyone who went before me,... or will come after me.

I want to be more than just another... mother, friend, sister, co-worker, companion, wife, bitch, crazy lady... writer, author, millionaire... I want to be something that no other person in this world has ever been before... dazzling and spectacular... or maybe not, but different still.

Every time I take another step, I still can't shake the feeling that there's got to be so much more... lead the way.

(I bet you thought this was going to be about meatballs.)