Reality vs Dreams.

I often wonder about what my dreams were as a child. I really didn't have any. Like any kid would say, " i want to be a doctor, or I want to be a lawyer." Or I want to get married and have children. As a child I honestly really didn't think about that. I was wondering if the bills would be paid and if the lights were going to be on when I got home from school. We never went hungry, but the stress said enough.

Now when I look back, I see things as they are. I know do dream. But can they really can true. Can you actually be able to live out your dream. Can you really have it all? As I sit here writing this, I question that. As hard as life is, the struggle to get to a better place is hard. No on said it was going to easy, be no one never said it was going to hard.

When I left the Midwest to venture out on my own, I knew it was going to be hard. All the plans that I did have for my life such as finding a career, find love, find friends and keep growing, has been hard. I am working a dead end job with no room to move up at all, unless I brown nose my way to the top. No love life cause I have never had one at all, I think no one wants me, or maybe I am meant to be alone. Well one thing I was able to do was connect with the human race, since I was in, what I would call hibernation, I was able to make friends. They actually like me.

I am still learning.