It is horrifying to wake up at a rather advanced age and realize you don't have a life's dream.
Watching too much fair-to-middling reality TV will bring this home.
I wish I was blissfully ignorant enough to think that I could just pick up and 'make it' in New York, Las Vegas, LA, wherever.
Unfortunately, all I see are broken plans and downsides and struggle and unanswered phone calls and three-AM sweats.
What, I say, the fuck?
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I would say that you have what others call dreams, but you just don't call them that. Perhaps "don't consider them that" would be more accurate?
Here's a game. First solve for X in
I want to _____X______
Now solve for Y1 or Y2:
I want to X because I want to Y1 or because of Y2.
Now solve for Z1 or Z2:
I want to Y1 because of Z.
The reason Y2 affects me is Z.
Once you get to Z (or perhaps a few more iterations), I think you may be on to something.
On the other hand, if it takes getting to Z (or a few more iterations to ZZZZ...), doesn't that mean sleeping, which counterfeeds back into the title of the post?
Off to sleep myself ...
This is why you are awesome.
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