I mean, what if Bette Midler got stuck in a cubicle?
I could be 58 years old, I’d still chase my dreams (having Monday thru Friday freedom, writing bestselling nonfiction books, twirling around at intersections…you get the picture).
I can’t wither in a cubicle. I just won’t.
I mean, what if Bette got stuck in a cubicle? We wouldn’t have had The Rose. Or ‘From A Distance.”
How tragic. I shudder at the thought.