Sometimes I feel like I'm waiting for some cosmic go-ahead, some ethereal message authorizing me to take the big leaps. And the thing is, I know no giant velvet curtain is magically going to part, no drum roll will sound, no spotlight will dramatically take the stage. So I wonder, what voice other than my own am I hoping to get permission from? Shouldn't that enough all by itself? Why am I not taking my own dreams seriously?