Recently I’ve exchanged emails with a faraway friend who had a dream – a big one. She readied herself; prepped and did diligence to see it to reality. She steeled herself against potential rejection and devised plans of action and at the moment of – the I-put-all-on-bets-on-this-horse wrist-clencher of a moment – she got what she wanted.
You were expecting bad news, weren’t you?
So she celebrated and grew anxious for new adventures to come, but, on account of many of lifes obstacles, she had to hold off. It was a tough decision (grueling, really) but it was a decision that needed to be made.
Why am I re-hashing sad stories, you ask? Well, I’m not. The upside to this is that our heroine has opportunity to chase her dream again, just after sometime. While it’s never ideal to put your dreams in forebearance, it’s also not an open-and-shut case. They are there for the pursuing, lest you not forget about them.
This got me to thinking of dreams I’ve long deferred. Namely THE dream I’ve let slide, on account of many things: fear, other budding dreams, convenience, terror. Because I’d sooner explain the day away in prose, here’s a good summation:
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