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December 28, 2015

 

What are dreams made of? I ask myself this very question every day when I awaken. As I role out of my bed wiping the sleep from my eyes and stagger into the bathroom, I wonder if today will be the day. As I let the water spray down over my flesh, I imagine all of my worries and fears of failure wash down the drain. And tomorrow when I step into my shower, I will linger a little bit longer to wash away yet another passing day of pain and failure. 

When I believe things are looking up and I'm on the right path to where I'm supposed to be, I stumble and fall. My knees are scraped and my ego is bruised, but I slowly come to my feet and wipe the blood away. Today was one of those days where no matter how much I tried, the blood won't come off and the pain still lingers. 

If I had the chance for a do-over I would do it right now. I would erase all of my mistakes, and try again in order to put myself at best where I should be. My life is so chaotic and so challenging, it takes everything I have inside me to want to get out of the bed and function on a daily basis. I feel like I'm on the verge of losing everything I have including myself. 

I want to believe that things will really happen for me, but everyday I have reasonable doubt that it ever will. I know I'm not the only person struggling out there, I can't be the only one. But when will I catch a break? At each turn, each step of the way I find myself lost all over again. It's like I'm lost in a perpetual labyrinth with no way out. I just wish the Goblin King would come and take me away. 

As I keep day-dreaming and lacking the striped pajamas to wear, I'll have to settle for sitting at my vanity with my lipstick, and playing dress up. I don't feel I'll ever grow up and keeping my head out of the clouds. My feet may be on the ground, but I'm also out of places to run. 

I wish, the Goblin King would come and take me away, because it has to be better in that castle of his than it is here in my own world. All I have here are my dreams, and they are just that, only dreams. No matter how big or small they really are. 

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