Everyone had a childhood dream. Me, many. But as we grow, these dream becomes smaller, or shall i say more 'practical'. From a being a superhero saving the world, to hero of your own world saving yourself; From a doctor saving millions of lives, to a doctor making end meets. As we grow physically, our dreams shrinks proportionally. Is that what life is all about?
When i was this kid, i had no boundaries, no fear. I would believe with all my heart that i could achieve whatever i imagined. I believe so much more in myself. But i lacked the knowledge, the ability then. So i started learning, i started to, grow up. And the more i learn, the more i realize the boundaries, the fears, the limitations of my dreams. Have i really learned? Should i have learned at all?
I must say my life is not going as i have planned. Not one bit. But my directions never changed, just my destination, forwarded. Perhaps they are not meant to be, perhaps i need someone out there to remind me that i can still go there.
Maybe, just maybe, there's a better life waiting for me ahead.
Now i need 2 things. First is courage. Not those of warriors a kings. One that is deep within strong enough to propel me forward and keep me going.
True courage as they say...
Secondly, i need an opportunity, a chance to redeem myself. I know many people believe or believed in me but my flame of faith is flickering in its last breath. I need a chance to prove that this spark can burn with passion once again. Maybe its just timing, and i just need to hang on...
and be...
optimistic?
