Dear dreams,
You've escaped me more than once, you've transformed over the years, you've grown into something that's finally reachable. Am I worthy of all I'm dreaming of? I can't possibly know for sure, but what I do know is that I'm working my hardest to get to that point where I can say: This was my dream and I'm finally where I'm supposed to be.
Over the years, it seemed that all you were doing was running away from me, but I've realized now it was only because I wasn't meant to have any of those things. I was meant to be here, right now, writing this. And for the first time in a lot of time, I'm not complaining. Sure, there are minor annoyances, but who cares considering I'm finally living my dream? Or part of it, anyway. But it's still way better than nothing.
One thing is for sure. I'd like to say thanks to whomever or whatever kept my dreams alive, even if you kept changing with time. I've come to terms with the fact that along with my dreams, I was changing, too. And I kind of like who I am right now, though there's lots of room for improving.
And I ask for something, if you dreams don't mind. Please, always guide me towards the best path, always shine a light on what I'm supposed to do. I tend to get lost from time to time. But I always come back.
Until we meet again.
Your maker.
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