Day 039

Dear dreamer,

Optimism

I woke up thinking- you are not disciplined enough, you need to more disciplined, stricter with your time, choices. Don't let your feelings make this choices on your behalf. You are going to do this. You have 21 days before you have to report progress on product 2. At this rate, you will not be able to get to the real building part, don't forget that it's complex.
Don't worry, everything is fine, I have long hours of monologue in my head sometimes, anything to just keep me sane and in control. We all love control, don't we?

One thing about me is that I never grieve for so long, I get over things after a while. I have learnt to lick my wounds because too bad, no one is going to care if you don't make it, even if you have good reason. It's your fault no matter what you say in your defence. So, get up little soldier, chin up and continue fighting else you won't even live to tell the struggles you went through or the hidden battles you fought. I have promised myself one thing; I will let the world know what exactly I think of them. Definitely, I will do this. So, I need to become a force, one huge enough that they would have to listen so my dream is to become a major stakeholder and I was not about to give it up. It is hard but I can still take a couple hits so why not. 

For the first time in a couple days, I strictly followed my schedule and I opened another blog. It was for an entirely different purpose. Who am I kidding? I write for humanity. That's all I have to say with regards to that one. The format is different and the topics varied a bit. Truth is, they can not be more alike yet so different. Somewhere in between. 

To you my dear dreamer, I want you to think deeply. Do you have a dream? I really hope you do and even if you don't, it's never too late to start dreaming. Go and think of it over the next few days and find your dream. 


                                ~A Penniless Dreamer

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