Do I Dare to Dream Big?

     Sometimes, very rarely, but still sometimes, I worry about my future. Where will I live permanently? What shall I do permanently? Who shall I live with? Or am I to live alone? I can adapt to anything, honestly speaking, as I'm a little scrappy. I'd just like a little prep time.
     It's weird really, how much the future doesn't exist for me. When I am asked to reflect on the future, all I see is ...well, nothing really. I can see idealistic possibilities, lazy notions that daydreams have brought forth and left to resonate but nothing concrete exists there. There is nothing that I want, really truly want except to be happy. And being scrappy, I think that I think that I can make myself be happy anywhere. 

    What does it mean to dream big? To think of a glamorous job? To think of a glamorous lifestyle? Enough money, enough love, enough excitement? To do something in the world that no one has ever done before? And what if doing something that someone has never done before translates to nothing? What is personal integrity in the face of family, friends, society, academia? Who cares if you're real and genuine when it doesn't mean anything? When your only ambition is to be ambitionless, to have stories, to experience air and life and music and thoughts and souls? 

"Do you really want to think and stop?" - Psycho, S.O.A.D.

      Let no one tell you can't do what you want. Realistically, you won't always be able to do what you want to do. But don't let anyone else be that hindrance. Give no one the right to tell you what you should feel or do because that is your own. Of course, keep in mind that what you want is not always what you need. Always pray for what you need and hope for what you want. 

Dreaming big is for other people. As for me, I'll be waiting for my miracle to come.

Cheers.