I am an addict. Immediately you know that your mind went to horrible things, drugs, alcohol, etc. You are wrong. I am not addicted to any of those things. I am addicted to people and dreams. OK - and caffeine.
I have always had a GREAT fantasy life. Had imaginary friends and needed no one to play with to be happy - I had a world around me and that is all I needed. As I grow older, I find the same to be true. My dreams are usually full of fantasy and my life is around what the amazing future holds. Oh sure, I get as low as the next person (and per prior posts, being passionate in life means high and low) but for the most part I have to believe life is good...even when it is bad.
People are the best path to dreams coming true. I love being surrounded by people - helping them, laughing with them, being their shoulder/bar tender/friend you name it. My dreams, even when they are so far fetched they will never come true, are full of people.
I know everyone doesn't have the same addictions I do, and that an addiction to dreams does bring heartbreak sometimes, but I do hope that everyone knows just how much people can bring. We are humans - and need each other, even if we don't think so.
Happy Friday!
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