I have a dream. A dream that only worthy ones can achieve. A dream that everyone desires but nobody achieves. It is always in my nightmares, my brain, and my soul. I thought about it too many times that I can’t forget. The anxiety of forgetting or not being capable enough to make it come true eats me alive. But the thought of making that dream real makes me continue suffering my current struggle. I have to grind for that dream. It has been a long time since I started revolving my world around it.
It has been so long that I can’t collect my thoughts anymore. I have to tell someone.
Someone needs to know this dream.
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They laughed at me, laughed at my dream. Maybe they don’t deserve to know my dream after all. They can only imagine achieving it while I will grind for it. How can they understand the difficulty of not being able to sleep because of your ideals? How can they comprehend the complex key to achieving a dream? Who are they to judge me without getting out of their comfort zone?
I want that dream. A dream that only I can achieve. A dream that everyone desires but nobody achieves. I will work for it no matter what they say and what they do.
It has been weeks since I started getting judgments about it. It has been weeks since I started working for it. But the hunger for success blinds the complaints of failure. There is still a long road to go and I’m ready for it. My relatives and close ones would prefer being in their comfort zone and living their life in the same monotone, black & white way. They’re too overwhelmed by the ‘distractions’ in life that they don’t realize that time is passing. The time to leave is coming closer and closer. I’m happy that I realized these distractions and the life cycle early. Or else I would be the one that watches TV 7/24 or goes to parties and gets drunk.
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I got that dream. A dream that only worthy ones can achieve. A dream that everyone desires but nobody achieves. It wasn’t easy, it was simple. The price that I paid for the dream is unimaginable. But it was worth it. It was worth getting out of my comfort zone and start doing something for myself.
I used to shame people in my head. I would think why couldn’t everyone succeed? The formula was there. The aim was there. But nobody did it. Then I realized, we as humans are addicted to comfort. We can’t live without it. Though, it is not a bad thing. Wanting to get comfortable is okay but the comfort needs to be in the right place at the right time. You shouldn’t relax in a timeline where you have to work. You have to balance the comfort. By just doing that, I learned that you could achieve anything at the right time.
I had a dream. A dream that I turned into reality.