I've always been a dreamer. I dream about all sorts of things. From the fantasy about changing the world and being praised for my work and dedication, to the fantasy of social acceptance and dominance. There are countless others that I would never dare to speak of, but that does not mean that I won't try my best to make every single one of them come true...
Some are more far fetched than others. The hard part is distinguishing between those worth persuing and those that will sadly forever remain within the secluded walls of my mind. The only way to find out which is which, is to take that step forward and start doing something, anything to achieve it. I took an enormous leap today and to tell you the truth it was scary as hell. But not in the way you might think. Because I'm ready for the extremly realistic fact that I blew it and I'm never going to get it. I am strong enough to admit defeat when it's staring me right in the face. The scary part is the possibility that the dream just might come true...
I'm not prepared for it. I don't know how to react if it comes true. It's never really happened before and I hate sailing in uncharted territory. So how can I have everything I ever wanted if I'm to afraid to embrace it when it actually comes? I'm getting ahead of myself again, because the odds are that once more, as so many times before, the dream will forever stay just that. A dream...
Some are more far fetched than others. The hard part is distinguishing between those worth persuing and those that will sadly forever remain within the secluded walls of my mind. The only way to find out which is which, is to take that step forward and start doing something, anything to achieve it. I took an enormous leap today and to tell you the truth it was scary as hell. But not in the way you might think. Because I'm ready for the extremly realistic fact that I blew it and I'm never going to get it. I am strong enough to admit defeat when it's staring me right in the face. The scary part is the possibility that the dream just might come true...
I'm not prepared for it. I don't know how to react if it comes true. It's never really happened before and I hate sailing in uncharted territory. So how can I have everything I ever wanted if I'm to afraid to embrace it when it actually comes? I'm getting ahead of myself again, because the odds are that once more, as so many times before, the dream will forever stay just that. A dream...
