As a child I had so many dreams and so many things that I wanted to do. I used to keep a journal and scribble every little dream but then life happened or you can say I grew up.I started thinking more like how the people around me thought. My dreams became less relevant. I pushed them for later in life. There was always something else more important. Even now my dreams are always at the bottom of my list, I never make it to the bottom of that list because things keep adding on top.
I am not talking about career choices here (I am happy with that) I am talking about other stuff...things like seeing new places or imagining how I would decorate my room/house or having a puppy. When I was a kid one of my most regular happy imaginations was related to me becoming thin or me fitting in normal size clothes. I would dream about wearing dresses and trust me when I say nobody ever thought it was something important or nobody ever thought it mattered not even me because there were always other things more important but every time I closed my eyes to think about it I would get a smile on my face. There were days when I did not believe it was even possible for me to be the size I am now because I believed I was broad boned. I think if I would have given up on this dream I would have never shared my story with all of you today.
These days life is a very fixed routine with no time for anything else. I am not somebody who wants to complain about her work or my life in general because everything I do has always been my choice but for the past few months I have had this constant feeling of not being satisfied. I think one of the main reasons for that is I stopped dreaming, I am constantly running towards improving which is a good thing but in the process I was losing touch with the younger me who believed everything is possible and not believing was making me a more negative person
This year my first challenge is to start dreaming again, I want to start believing my dreams matter even if my dreams don’t make sense to the rest of the world, even when I might find them ridiculous at times, however big or small my dreams are I am not going to stop because even a small possibility of them coming true makes my day much better.
I hope all of you also don’t forget your dreams in the process of living life
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