“I have a purpose. If you think that it's some kind of blessing, it's not. It means I have an obligation to see a very specific thing through.”
It’s a blessing, a privilege, but mostly a curse, to dream big. And if you’re not well off, it’s both a hustle and humiliation ritual to keep that dream afloat. Especially when your dream is as lucrative/respectable as table tennis in America in the 1950s. An athlete, an artist, whatever it may…