You dream of being famous. Then you think you've grown up. You dream of becoming rich. Then you realize you haven't grown up. And then you do. You work your ass off for years, and then you think you've finally grown up. You don't realize, but you throw out your life. And then you quit caring. Then you grow up. And you realize you will never be Mrs. Marsha Neverland, MD. You will never be Mrs. Sandy Waiting, PhD. You will never be Dr. Hannah Worthy. You will never become anything but Felicia Nothing, middle-classed white American with a half-ass job and three kids, a husband, and an okay house in a mixed neighborhood, where everybody seems to be better than you, and you can't do a damn thing about it. So you go back to being a kid again. And then you realize you threw it all away.