You find that niche that you want to be a part of. A desire so strong that you realize you are willing to fight the fight, to do whatever it takes to become apart of that space.
Your calling is realized. The fight to do the work, push through the long hours, financial restraints, and the need to be withdrawn from general society.
Days seem to fly by and suddenly you can breath. The work no longer becomes work. An anthem can be heard in your head chanting that you have done it…
That my friend is when you have reached your goal.

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