Dream A Dream
“What are your dreams?” I was asked. I couldn’t answer – I wasn’t sure.
I’ve been spending a lot of years focused on making it to the next day. If I thought extremely far ahead, I made plans for two weeks away. I’m not saying it was a daily struggle for food and shelter – I’ve been fairly comfortable the whole time. My dreams got little thought, though. I was busy.
What have my dreams been in the past?
– I wanted to be a starship crewman. (Well, I’m working for NASA. Not bad.)
– I wanted to be an experimental particle physicist. (Less interesting to me now as a career, plus I’d need to devote something like 15 years to catch up to that horse.)
– I wanted to be a well-known movie and TV actor. (I’m having plenty of fun, and eating better, doing that as an occasional hobby.)
– I wanted to be an airplane pilot. (After my trip up two Novembers ago, I’ve decided to go after my license as soon as my slowly-increasing savings will support that.)
– I wanted to be a well-known novelist. (Still not impossible, though I’ve done pathetically little toward that dream in the last years.)
There are one or two others, but those are the oldest ones. The next question is, what are my dreams for the future? It looks like some of those carry over, but I ask myself now not only what I want to be, but what do I want to do? (A clearly related matter.)
Worth some introspection.
Tags: philosophy, science, work, writing
People give me shit for being a planner. My problem is that I know what I want for the most part and I want to work towards those goals. Sometimes the way becomes clouded and thinking ahead more than a week or a month is hard. I found it important to know myself better, where I was going and if I wanted to be there. More importantly, I discovered I wasn’t where I wanted to be so I made choices to change and correct my course. Just my humble; just my POV… Thinking about the future’s hard.
Just remember…
“Life is what happens to you while you’re busy making other plans.”
~ John Lennon.