“Your tongue is a rudder.
It steers the whole ship.
Sends your words past your lips or keeps them safe behind your teeth.
But the wrong words will strand you.
Come off course while you sleep.
Sweep your boat out to sea or dashed to bits on the reef.” -Brand New
I have chosen dreams over dreams before. But right when you start to realize that you were never really that good at the one you skipped out on, the other one starts to tell you the same thing. Everything in this life takes hard work. but that’s not all. I am starting to realize that the only way to be successful at anything is to go above and beyond what is required. But, what do you do when you have several dreams? My dreams have spread me thin. Success will not fall in your lap. This is a fact.
My biggest dreams are the ones that I have chosen. But I never really gave up on the ones left behind. I have always wanted to be on top of the world, and as a Sagittarius cliche would go, I believed I would. I did. I made it there. Not the mountain top that I was searching for, but the one I was on in 2005. I made it there. It was where I wanted to be. Only issue was that I made it there fueled off of faith and charms. Well, it seems to me that they don’t last forever. Just like anything beautiful. I ran out of charms. My faith seems to be taken away without notice. I believe, but I worry.
I really believe that the mountain top that I can see with selfish dreams of becoming a great songwriter is mostly an illusion out of reach. It’s a big mountain to climb, and my most desirable dreams wont allow for it. I understand that. I understand that I am not going to see the top of that mountain and I don’t try. If I really was to, I would ride an avalanche down my own mountain.
What to do? I set my sights lower. On smaller mountains. Those sights seem to loosen my grip, as I find my self wondering how much longer I can hold on. If it were up to me, I would stay there forever. But, I don’t think that it is up to me. It is really up to fate. Everything happens for a reason in this life. I feel secure in that belief. It is the only thing I can trust, for I am becoming more and more numb to car crashes and broken hearts.
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