It's crazy how so many of our dreams had to take the backseat for reality. I don't even remember some of them anymore, but sometimes, I know that I still long for them. Sometimes, I just lay on my bed for hours, thinking of the might-have-beens, trying to fall asleep. I may have stopped going after a lot of the colors now, but I'd still like to believe that my canvas isn't finished yet. that I just needed to focus on the parts that matter the most, and then one day—I hope that one day—I can set off again and chase the pieces I lost without needing to think of the compromises. Without holding back and without the weight of the world on my shoulders—just a simple soul wandering for all things beautiful.
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I had and I still have a lot of dreams.Some dreams came true but some not.But I do not quit on my dream.