I think I dream too much because it’s pretty much 30% of my day.
I’m that girl that’s trying to act like her life’s a movie. Looking out the window when it rains I’m thinking I’ll meet eyes with a guy that’ll end up falling in love with me, but I end up meeting eyes with the plantain seller that’s trying to force his marketing skills down my throat.
I like to dream big – really big. And I think it’s a good thing. It allows me to have different scenarios to fall back on and honestly, it lowkey keeps me going. For the first time in a while, I feel like I have a bit of control in my life decisions and I’m trying to make them worth it.
When I feel like s*** (which happens a lot), I try to think of what I’m doing this for. Why am I in college right now? Why did I set up a LinkedIn? Why do I spend half of my day searching for internships? Why am I trying to forcefully make myself the main character in my life?
New York.
Imagine this, I just turn 18 and I get myself a cupcake (anything but chocolate) and I put a cute candle on it. I’m on the roof and I’ve got my legs dangling. I light the candle, take a picture for my finsta, and blow it out. I don’t make a wish but I do pray I don’t die young. I look over the city and enjoy the comfortable silence (me in my ambivert prime).
The next day is a Monday and I know I’ve got work then lunch with my friends. Now, I actually like my job so I don’t mind waking up early for it and I might actually MAYBE be 100% happy.
Back to reality.
I’m currently annoyed that I’ve got 6 internship applications that all require different cover letters and questions I have to answer. I’m annoyed that I haven’t started my English project and I’m a bit scared that I might not get a 4.0 (my stupid overachiever self) BUT then I start to remember all the internships are based in New York City and my English project is so cool cus I get to have a Zoom with my friends (that I miss so much) and not getting a 4.0 isn’t the end of the freaking world.
You see what I did there? I tried to at least find the good in those situations.
My dreams allow me to do this. Who knows, it might not come true, but I won’t know that till 2023, and I don’t like to look past tomorrow ?. What I’m trying to say is that I know a lot of people feel like Trump right now; broken, defeated, lost, sad, and mostly feel like what’s happening to them should have never happened. But I want to say I believe everything happens for a reason and yes, the pandemic could have taken away a lot of things for you, but it didn’t take away your mind and your ability to dream.
So try it.
When you feel down, get in your bed, play some cautious clay (or any other artist you love) and allow yourself to dream. Take control of your dream; plan the plot, the start, and maybe the end. You have zero limitations when you dream so just let go of everything happening in life and just DREAM.
Have a good sleep and if you end up having a nightmare I never wrote this article. Haha jk.
Love you xoxo
Fayo
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