I have a dream. Every waking hour of the day, every sleepless hour of the night. The dream is what makes me who I am. The dream is what feeds my soul. The dream is what my existence thrives on.
They said. Dream small, you wont be disappointed if they don’t come true. Let go of something so absurd, you are too small to achieve it.
But I delve on.
Happiness once said to me. Let go of your dream, I will be yours. Your dream is dangerous, to you, to the people in your life, and to me. Let go and be happy.
I replied. It is the chase that matters to me. Chasing my dream will make me happy.
And when the sun sets, I shall be happy that I followed the path of my heart. I shall not regret that I ever gave up on my dream. And I shall thank the moon and the stars for showing me the way.
