My dream since young was simple. Get my education done, finish up NS, be a teacher, settle down if I ever find the right half and live my life happily ever after. Seems easy right? Ha! I wish. Not even halfway through my life, I find myself making adjustments because I'm not living my freakin' dream. Life sucks. I have a theory. That because Life sucks, and everyone hates Life, he/she/it decides to have fun by throwing us a curve ball when we least expect it. Constantly. Why not? People already hate me, why not make them hate me more?
We never take into account the unexpected. That's why we call it the unexpected. When it does happen, we have to improvise. We have to think on our feet, adapt to the situation. Some of us do it better than others, some crack under the pressure and the rest move on to Plan B and make the best of it.
I'm not saying that my dream is completely crushed and it's impossible to achieve. Things just got harder. I just got a curve ball. In my face. Not the first time, and I'm still reeling from it. After tons of experience, you expect to be better at handling it. But that feeling? Yeah, it doesn't really change. And maybe, life may not be so bad after all. Because in spite of everything people say about life not being a freakin' bed of roses, sometimes... it really feels like it.
At some point, maybe we accept that the dream has become a nightmare. We tell ourselves the reality is better. We convince ourselves it’s better that we never dream at all. But the strongest of us, the most determined of us, we hold on to the dream.
Or, we find ourselves faced with a fresh dream we never considered. We awake to find ourselves… against all odds… feeling hopeful. And if we’re lucky… we realise, in the face of everything, in the face of life… the true dream… is being able to dream, at all.
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