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Reaching for your dreams.

This post was inspired from reading Ang Lee's essay (translated thanks to Irene Shish here) and Irene's other post on dreams. I actually found both of those links from a question asked on Quora that had a number of incredible answers, feel free to check that out here.

You stretch out your body and jump, reaching as far as you can but that dream you jumped for floats away. You begin to fall deep into the abyss, zooming farther and farther away. You're in tears because you were so close and now you've gone past ground zero. Your dream is nowhere to be found.

Gravity is omnipresent, you will fall. You will hit the ground because you've failed. You have not been successful at making that dream come true. Then you backtrack. You rewind to the moment when you were in thin air and your body was fully stretched reaching for that thing you love so much and that's when you realize... you're the one telling the story, you're the one making your dreams.

Suddenly, you're no longer falling, you're climbing through thin air and going for that passion against every person who told you that you weren't good enough, that you were not going to make it. You take one more step and realize that had you let society decide who you were going to be, you wouldn't of made it.

Don't let the world shape you to be someone who you do not love. Become the person you dreamed of being because if you don't even try, you'll keep falling into the abyss where you let gravity decide your path instead of carving it yourself.

Go. The time is now, not later.


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