the map was fake. the set path was always a choice. permission is a cage imposed by those scared to do what you dream of.
you're alive. alive in *your* life. nobody can ever take that from you. so why do you live in the shadow of someone else's story?
life is far too ephemeral an experience to walk a trail other than the one *you blaze*. break the pattern, traveller. forge *your* path.