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I guess a big part of me is still a dreamer.
I still tend to dramatize everything. Like how I still think that if my gut feeling tells me that this job isn't for me, one day I will be able to find one that I wouldn't mind waking up every day to. Like how I still want to believe that everyone has a dream that they're working towards, and not working and slogging thru every day just for the money.
Like how in every one of these windows, I want to believe that someone is working their hardest at something they genuinely love and enjoy doing. That they are taking steps every day towards achieving their dream.
And that if I can't be one of those people, it's ok. Because there is still something out there that only I can do too.
If one day I had to snap out of this and face the reality that life is really just about slogging thru the weeks to make a living,... it would be like the only light in my life was put out.