The Way Forward is Covered With Broken Dreams

Yeah yeah, it sounds drab, but it doesn't mean what you think it means.  Since my last post a lot has changed.  I've had some adventures, some people fell from my life to follow their own paths, but mostly I've learned what I need out of life.  It's not fixed, my needs, so if you have a spare monkey or dancing bear that you have to part with, please let me see if they're actually part of my plan.

As for my adventures I got to see the blue of the Caribbean.  I was sorely disappointed...that I still burn so easy.  I don't know why I thought I would tan easier now that I'm older.  I don't, I'm Norwegian dammit.  If we wanted an abundance of sun we'd build a spaceship shaped like and glorified canoe and ride out to pillage some of the golden rays.  And even though it came with quite a bit of heartache, I made it back to NYC.  Few places felt like home like the City the Never Sleeps, even if does make you restless in your dreams.

I lost friends to time and different paths.  I don't mean lost, like they died.  This isn't a morbid blog, they just went their own way.  We keep in touch via the Facebook, but really I will probably rarely see them again.  Its sad but that's life, sometimes we have to drift our own way to achieve our own dreams.  And I lost someone I loved very deeply.  We tried very hard, we loved very deep, but in the end we couldn't make it work.  She's an amazing woman, and I think happy thoughts when I think about her and us, but our paths diverged and we had to go our separate ways.

Back to the beginning, the title of this entry.  It was something I realized as I pull myself through the hardships of a breakup, a move, the mounting pressures of work, life, etc.  You should never stop dreaming, not ever.  Yet there are dreams you want, and dreams you need.  I don't want to win the lottery, not really, but I dream of it. I think about all that money and how it would set me free to live my life.  However how many people tell themselves they don't want to ever retire.  Why?  Because you'd be bored out of your fucking mind.  Life is supposed to challenge you; work, accomplishments, those things give you a sense of accomplishment, a sense of fulfillment.  So when I looked over my life after letting a part of it go, I realized I needed to toss aside some dreams that cluttered my mind.  They were dreams that I was always like, "that would be nice".  Really, I need to keep pushing on my career because it fascinates me (Supply Chain), I need to keep writing because I love to create worlds, and I need to keep wandering, because I know I need to chase the wind.  The dreams I leave behind will always be there should I decide to pick a new one up, but for now these three are worth pursuing.  I hope this new entry finds everyone well, and if not I promise many musings that will brighten your day.  Such as when I try to cook a Game of Thrones feast this weekend.  I'm a nerd like that, and the food will be delicious.  Or not.  Either way there are plenty of pizza joints in the area.