Day 069

Dear dreamers,

Change

I have always felt like a superman when it comes down to change. I thought I was neither scared nor hated it but, turns out it is encoded into our DNA whether we liked it or not. We all subconsciously took the most predictable paths. We all require extra bravery to take the paths that we don't know. I can't even say it's a terrible thing but it's cowardice packaged into something fancy.

I am this person for a long term goal. I tried to envisage me as a different person wanting different things and I felt like all of this work was a waste. I kept asking myself the same question time and time again. What if I change and realise that I want different things. I don't know the answer or what the answer should look like but one thing I knew was that I prefer to not have started the journey if I was not going to do for myself what I promised I was gonna do. 

Was I scared of change or this one is just too important. I see a lot of stories and the way they progress. Life seems to progress in the least way you expect it too. Am I supposed to back out from taking a route that could change everything. I certainly did not want to end up as someone who chases money even against their dreams. Should I get comfortable with the fact that I could change one day? 

I have no definition of myself without my dreams. My personality has been carefully curated around my dreams that I constantly felt like I was nothing without them. I can not sacrifice all of me for some  change. Maybe all I really have to do is trust the passion and the earnest desire that comes with my dreams. Nothing else appeals to me if I don't have it. My dreams have become my obsession. 

It's my one chance to do this. 


                            ~A Penniless Dreamer

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