Sometimes I feel like I'm cosplaying the person I want to be when I grow up. Like last night, casually screening a short film I created with my brother and dearest friends at a patio bar in Austin, Texas. Short hair, a pretty dress and easy conversation about new opportunities and upcoming projects, lit by twinkle lights under darkening skies. I never feel like I'm doing enough, but these moments of celebration are special, and a welcome reminder that God's a bigger dreamer than I'll ever be.