Three weirdos on a wall. White beard. Red hood. Astronaut with red sneakers. They don't sell anything. They just sit under a painted sun, proof that you can exist without a revenue stream. The choice isn't asking what should I do — it's asking who do I want to be while doing it. You were always the first point. The choice was just the second. Now go burn some garlic. The astronaut believes in you.
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