Yes, I do admit, maybe I dream too big for my own good.
Ambition is actually a good thing. It fuels anyone’s fire and drives them to push further. Just the mere thought of reaching those dreams you once thought untouchable can give someone the chills. Of course, everyone wants to win at this game we call life.
However, like all good things, too much of it can kill you. Too much fuel in your tank can give you a false sense of power, as though you were unstoppable and untouchable. Once you drive too fast and overshoot everything, you’ll fall of the edge and land someplace where fallen dreams are made of.
And we call that place the ruins.
When most people crash there, some tend to go awry and question themselves. Some fall into withdrawal, depression and in some cases, turn to suicide for answers. Taking this path is like sending everyone and everything a big, resounding FML*.
But then again, they should really be thankful that they still have one.
There is another road however that is less taken. This road is reserved only for the strong of heart, who are ready to leave the past behind and start from square one with hopes that they find a happier ending for them. They are reborn like phoenixes who are born from the ashes, even more beautiful as before every time.
And I sure hope I’ll be able to take the latter path.
*FML – F— my Life
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