Wednesday, 31 October 2007

I never wanted to use the word never

As a never-ending dreamer I've always dedicated part of my thoughts to the creation of brand-new dreams, and this is a pattern of my life since my childhood. Dreaming is cheap, keeps the mind busy with positive thoughts and sustains the positive energy. It does't really matter whether these dreams will come true or not. It is much fun to create them.

Once I read that people should stop to dream too much, otherwise the moment they'll wake up from this full dreaming they'll realize how their lives are close to a nightmare. I don't believe in this. Dreaming is useful, especially when it helps to enrich critical perspective on things with positive imagination - which might turn into reality, after all. In my childhood I always imagined myself in the far future, probably because I wasn't particularly interested at the elementary school fancy moments. It was more funny to try to foresee how could I have lived in twenty years time or so. (Provided that I was always taking into account that death could have taken me away any moment despite all my plannings).

Now that I'm actually twenty years older, I can say that I live the condition of whom is putting all the efforts in pursuing that old dreams. I've always thought, in fact, that the real joy is to commit oneself in the realization of the biggest dreams of life.

but what if I'm wrong?

When you plan in the long future, and you dream about it, you usually end up foreseeing only the bright sight of it, without taking particular attention to the side effects. In my case I started to figure out only now what does this imply. I realized only recently that only when you start to bring into life your dreams, you can see that you might be not so happy as you thought, and that your heart might suffer even more than what you could have imagined in the case you wouldn't have been able to realize that dreams at all.

It hurts to admit that your own path, the one you've choosen with all your strength and stubborness, is forcing you to make choices you never wanted to face, and you never thought you would have been forced to do. By myself I managed to build up the most complicated puzzle of my life. I hope to bring together all the pieces.

this is my consideration, after the two trips back and forth to the city I've grown up.

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