Day 013

Dear dreamer,

Finally.

Yes! Today was a knotty one. I had this knots in my stomach that were definitely balls of nervousness. I started the day with various activities outside of goal-achieving ones and I had promised to open the blog to prove my dad wrong. I chose the blog because it was the only thing I can do right now even without spending a dime so I did it. 

I opened the blog and posted day 001- first episode of broke, brave and becoming...very funny. I was not even sure about the next or the day after that one. All I knew in that moment was that I did it. I posted the link on my socials for anybody who is a reader to read it. 

Now, I needed to document something so that I would keep up with the blog; the purpose. Sometimes, in my experience though, we are supposed to support each other by helping one another. It does not have to be materialistic or anything serious but simply by sharing our experiences and how we survived it. This alone might help someone out. We are supposed to support everyone out there, as much as we can because we all have different, complimenting roles. Complimenting not conflicting, we are not pitched against each other. The sky is wide enough to accommodate every bird. After all, we all have this one chance to live our dreams and we should not blow it. Let's consciously build a healthy ecosystem. This blog is my way of sharing my experience for anyone who might find it useful and that's the purpose it would serve. 

I wrote and posted it in a hurry so that I won't hold back yet again. Pardon the errors it might have had on day 001. A lot of it might be lacking but it's just another person's story with all the mistakes and right choices. 

I should be in a hurry for pennies too. We'll make it definitely!


                            ~A  Penniless Dreamer

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