We always dream of things in life, sometimes the most cliched things. A good job, a good spouse, good kids, and a good home. There's nothing wrong with dreaming. What surprises me is how human it is of us to not to anything to chase our success. Maybe something's wrong with me. Maybe it's just me, but sometimes, we even KNOW what we need to do to achieve it and don't work at it. We expect success to fall from the sky. We pray to god. We hope to be one of those godsend people, who manage to struggle effortlessly and get lucky with everything. But nothing ever comes easy.
I dream of these cliched things. A beautiful house designed by me, with walls full of paintings done by my hands, and lampshades and furniture made from my sweat and blood. 2 nice dogs, and 2 nice cats, and a racks full of good books, and good music. I dream to be rich, and build an animal shelter for the stray. Give them good homes, and fight for their rights. Hire an excellent veterinarian and pay them a handful to make sure they never quit their job. Become a successful animator with excellent work. If we dream, why not dream big?
Eventually we realize that the bigger we dream, the harder it is for us to be happy with reality. To decline ourselves, and change for the better. To struggle, to feel futile result, and yet not quit, or accept defeat. Life truly is overrated.
I dream of these cliched things. A beautiful house designed by me, with walls full of paintings done by my hands, and lampshades and furniture made from my sweat and blood. 2 nice dogs, and 2 nice cats, and a racks full of good books, and good music. I dream to be rich, and build an animal shelter for the stray. Give them good homes, and fight for their rights. Hire an excellent veterinarian and pay them a handful to make sure they never quit their job. Become a successful animator with excellent work. If we dream, why not dream big?
Eventually we realize that the bigger we dream, the harder it is for us to be happy with reality. To decline ourselves, and change for the better. To struggle, to feel futile result, and yet not quit, or accept defeat. Life truly is overrated.
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