Dreams

Once upon a time, you were a bright-eyed dreamer, shooting for the moon and past the stars. You may have stretched your arms toward being an astronaut, doctor, lawyer, or singer. Then, in Kindergarten, they asked, what do you want to be? And you had the perfect answer then. You knew who you were and what you wanted. But that was then when you were a child, and this is now after you’ve been exposed to the harsh world that tells you those dreams are only fitments of the things we wish we were. No, you need a real job kid that pays the bills. So you give up and stop trying to imagine. You lose your way on the long and winding road, and your once-clear destination is now out of sight. You’ve lost the kid in you and stopped dreaming because the world put you in an arbitrary place in society. And soon, that place becomes your identity, and those dreams become forgotten. You become forgotten and lose hope that there’s something in this world you’re meant to do or be. But it doesn’t have to be that way; you don’t have to throw away your passions. You can be both a professional and a dreamer.

Dreaming keeps us motivated; it keeps us focused and gives us hope. Dreams aren’t silly unless you give them the power to others to dictate what you want. I believe in dreams; I believe in you, and I believe in me. That’s what dreams can do, give us hope for the future. So, don’t lose hope, and most importantly, don’t lose yourself. Maybe that Kindergartener knew more than you thought.