Chris-GET OUT OF MY WAY!
Danny-NO, im not gonna let you do this
Chris-Why the hell not? i really dont give a fuck, danny do i need to remind you that im twice your size and i could easily mess you up if i wanted to?
Danny-I do know that and i know you wouldnt do that to me. Look Chris you dont need this to define who you are
Chris-Yes i do
Danny-NO this isnt you this isnt what you want to be, i know you want to be an actor. i know you secretly love going to watch school plays and everytime we go to the fair and you whine because mom takes us to see the play you actually sit on the edge of your seat because thats what you want to be Chris
Chris-No its not...
Danny-Yes it is, you can lie to mom and dad but i know you chris. You can go and smoke with your friends and get high and drink yourself stupid but just remember that its not getting you any closer to what you want to do.
Chris-You dont know what i want
Danny-Everyone has a dream
Chris-Dreams…hmph. I love to look down at the river and dream. I dream of all sorts of things like my life and a career and maybe even a family. I feel safe in the ripples of the water some going this way some going that way. But all of them, every single ripple is going somewhere; somewhere unknown, uncharted, undiscovered. And here I am watching the river rush by me with nowhere to go. I want to call out to the ripples “where should I go what should I pursue.” But they keep on going paying no mind to me or my dreams by the river. How I wish I could just pick up and go to somewhere far away from here somewhere where everyone and everything is full of life and excitement, somewhere I could be free. But for now I have to sit and watch the ripples go by and bide my time until one day when the opportunity comes knocking I won’t be tied to this river I’ll be ridin on the next train outta here. And you’ll see my name on a billboard and my name in lights, and some kid will take my place on this river and dream of his life, and he’ll say “I love to look down at the river and dream”... dreams…hmph
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