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And how can we move on?
The feeling is undesirable. I don't really know how else to put it, except that it's a mixture of intense nervousness
and yet at the same time, a small sliver of hope. Just a sliver. We have so many dreams, so many expectations, so many unfulfilled
hopes and desires. And yet, how do we know that they will become a reality? How can we ever be certain that our futures will
live up to the grand fantasies we have created inside our heads> Broken promises and crushing realities smother our initial aspirations.
We wish to become movie stars and actresses and singers and writers and dancers and poets. But the real, concrete path of our future lays
itself out in front of us, demolishing one by one those pleasant dreams we had once thought so likely to happen. Nothing is set in stone, day by
day, from decision to decision, our future is constantly changing. Will we become that acclaimed Broadway star? Will we be nothing more than a
midwestern suburban? Will we ever amount to anything? These questions fill our heads as we take our first steps into the real world, leaving behind
the time when we once wished and hoped and pleaded with all our might that things would go the way we willed them to, that dreaming it was half
the work, and the other half would just somehow work itself out. Unfortunately, life doesn't work that way. There are absolutely no solid destinies.
As we begin a new chapter in our life, we grow up, we change, we start to form new dreams. Are these dreams achievable? Are they less than
what we first dreamt up when we were mere children? Or are they a reflection of ourselves? An insight into what defines us, and what drives us.
In this world, there are no guarantees. No free passes, no express way to fame, no shortcuts. So will we ever get there? The pinnacle, the highest
tip of the mountain, the place where we dream ourselves over and over? Only time will tell.
and yet at the same time, a small sliver of hope. Just a sliver. We have so many dreams, so many expectations, so many unfulfilled
hopes and desires. And yet, how do we know that they will become a reality? How can we ever be certain that our futures will
live up to the grand fantasies we have created inside our heads> Broken promises and crushing realities smother our initial aspirations.
We wish to become movie stars and actresses and singers and writers and dancers and poets. But the real, concrete path of our future lays
itself out in front of us, demolishing one by one those pleasant dreams we had once thought so likely to happen. Nothing is set in stone, day by
day, from decision to decision, our future is constantly changing. Will we become that acclaimed Broadway star? Will we be nothing more than a
midwestern suburban? Will we ever amount to anything? These questions fill our heads as we take our first steps into the real world, leaving behind
the time when we once wished and hoped and pleaded with all our might that things would go the way we willed them to, that dreaming it was half
the work, and the other half would just somehow work itself out. Unfortunately, life doesn't work that way. There are absolutely no solid destinies.
As we begin a new chapter in our life, we grow up, we change, we start to form new dreams. Are these dreams achievable? Are they less than
what we first dreamt up when we were mere children? Or are they a reflection of ourselves? An insight into what defines us, and what drives us.
In this world, there are no guarantees. No free passes, no express way to fame, no shortcuts. So will we ever get there? The pinnacle, the highest
tip of the mountain, the place where we dream ourselves over and over? Only time will tell.
