When I was younger, I was such a dreamer, ever filled with dreams and hopes for my future. Looking back, however, I'm realizing that as the years have passed, those dreams and hopes have died one by one, which happens to everyone of course to some degree. The problem, however, is that while they have died, no new ones have sprung up to replace
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This is one of those problems where realising it's a problem helps to start solving it, as you can go looking for a new dream.
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I remember you once told me that you wish you could go work, teach, live overseas, but you then followed it up with "but I can't leave all my stuff and my apartment." Thing is, it's just stuff. Your apartment could burn down tomorrow and so long as you were still standing, alive and healthy, your life would go on without that stuff and you'd be fine. When you die, you can't take it with you. And on your deathbed, you're never going to think "man, I'm glad I have all that crap." You're going to think about all the wonderful experiences you had. Stuff is meaningless. It's truly an anchor weighing us down and keeping us from achieving our innermost dreams.
I've heard that excuse so many times from so many people. "Well, I'd love to travel, but what about my things?" What about them? They're just things. But I've heard you, Jaime, ( ... )
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Jox brought so many of us weirdos together, didn't he - we all saw just a little too much of ourselves in him I think ;)
I'm sure I'll find direction eventually - it'll just take time and all.
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But I have been where you are now; it's something I STILL struggle with, as a matter of fact. Where did my dreams go, where's my passion? I'd follow my bliss if I only knew what the darn thing WAS!
So hang in there. I find the very worst thing in this sort of situation is thinking you're all alone in feeling the way you feel. It's comforting, in a way, to know that other people feel the same.
Sending you more hugs and happy vibes!
Caro
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