World of Dreamers

‘WARNING’ This post gets real cheesy and predictable real fast. Good luck with that.

All of us have aspirations, even if they are tiny and fleeting. They still exist. It could be to attend the Kentucky Derby and wear one of those ridiculous hats, or the idea of your future that keeps you awake into the depths of the early morning. They show up when you least expect it or when they are most needed. We live our lives to dream, and we dream to live our lives. But sometimes they don’t pan out the way you thought they would.

I have this reoccurring dream. Every time it floats into my cerebral cortex, I wake up feeling reinvented. It flutters its way into my imagination and never leaves me alone. It is a constant source of inspiration and irritation. The funny part is it isn’t even a gnarly message or life-changing. I picture myself playing a show with a bunch of strangers in my childhood home’s backyard. I can’t hear the music, I can only picture the scene and feel the energy, but there is nothing more motivating than this weird allusion.

I’m not sure if it is because I can’t hear it or that my brain keeps repeating it without any explanation that exasperates me. Either way, it is my biggest motivator. Here’s some backstory for the readers that don’t know what my dream is.

I want to sing. Super cliché and cheesy, I get it. It’s just the honest truth. I listen to music almost constantly whether I am home, in the car, at work, basically anywhere and everywhere I go. It could be anything from Top 40’s to weird “Indy” bands I found randomly on the weird side of YouTube. But the only kind of music that matters is the stuff that speaks to my heart and soul, almost like a supportive bed of notes and words that catches me as I fall from an imaginary cliff I like to call life. ( I warned you beforehand, so here it comes) I love music so much that I want to make it myself, mostly to keep myself at least on the edge of that cliff. So there’s that.

Aspirations are an odd thing to grasp. We spend all of our time as human beings living this life, so uncertain about the future. Why do we all do this? Living in your present self seems so impossible. We all have things we want to change, undo, and even redo. Living in the past or future is just what we are comfortable with most of the time. Waiting to get out of work, waiting for our next day off, waiting for summer, waiting for love. Always waiting. Never living. Writing this does not mean I am not guilty of partaking in everything in it. I, too, am a waiter. I can’t live in the present. Reminding myself to even do this is difficult. I want everything I dream about to come to me easily and for free. This is the worst mindset I can imagine. It is why I stay in one safe place. It is why I need a change, and so do many other young people with big dreams and little time. Change is key.

So, what’s the point, you ask? What is the reason for all of this questioning? Well, there is an almost simple answer to this. You get one life, and however lame it sounds, you get one chance to live it the way you want. Only one chance. The beauty of this situation, though, is that every day is new chance to change, to evolve into what you eventually want to become. If you wake up in the future and not the present, this will just become harder and harder. So, really all this blog will become is my chance to live forcibly in the now. That may just be the best reason to write that I have ever came across.

In conclusion, just live your dreams, man. I sure am, or will be soon. Always remember why you start and finish things. It will make the journeys that your life will bring you that much more meaningful. Also, stay tuned to read more about my dreams as I achieve them, or at least try to. That’s all I can ask for, right?

Side Note: Here is a photograph of me living my now deceased dream of being a model. I think I was onto something. Wish I still had this jacket.

Side Side Note: I don’t edit these at all, so sorry for any grammar mistakes.