I get these big dreams like I’ll be famous one day or I’d do something with my life that’s worthwhile and my mom would actually be proud of me and my fame and I can look at her and hand her the keys to her new house that I could afford to buy her and say “I told you so”.
But I dream too hard for a normal person and believe things in my head that will never happen and when reality finally hits me I’m in a rut for months.
I wish I could have all my dreams come true. but its a fact of life thats not always going to happen. I’m still a little girl that believes the world’s wonderful and in the end all my dreams will come true and this is how my brain works. My brain dreams and dreams and dreams but it never figures out how to get those dreams to happen and here I am, sitting on my ass, squeezing a stuffed dog half to death, as reality finally hits me, my dreams probably won’t come true.
Believe me, Dreaming sometimes is a curse