Adjustable limits

Living by limitations can become a habit. A re-acquaintance caused me to revive my stale prison story with new insights. Recurring limiting circumstances can blind us to real possibilities. Instead of dreaming I still find myself mulling over things that worry me and the "break" I'm waiting for. But pessimism can cloud the view and I end up waiting for the next "no" or missed opportunity.

Limits are real but not impossible. We can't fly like a bird but we can in an airplane. What real disadvantage is adoption? Why is that job the only option? Even if somethings are nearly impossible some if not all limits are always adjustable.