Dare To Dream

I fall and I get up. But I hardly feel any progress after I'm up. I feel stuck. I feel like I'm watching a world split right in the middle; the people who travel ( at Matador Network ) ; and the people who don't ( the people I'm surrounded by ). I feel like I'm ahead of the latter, but so far away from the former. I feel stuck there, and the glue that is holding me, is myself. I'm two steps ahead, but still a dozen steps from the life I visualize myself in. I worry, that maybe I'm just dreaming. That, there's actually no world on the other side. It's all fake, made up, overstated, overrated, photoshopped. 


But no, I can't think that. If I do, then I'll be stuck here forever. I'll be pushed back one step behind. I'll be stripped of what made me search for my passion in the first place. It's what separates me from those zombies. I have this. I have this dream. And it's okay to dream. Hell, you're suppose to dream. Zombies don't dream, humans do. I'm a human, I dare to dream. I dare to dream and create my own life, rise from these ashes and let my dreams power myself from inside out to create, prosper, move forward. Onwards! 


I feel so much better now. Writing is actually very lovely. I still get stuck here and there, my flow isn't smooth yet, but i'm improving and progress is all I need.