"I've got a million dollar smile, why don't you take my hand for a while?"
Hopes and dreams.
It's what keeps us going. Even that impossible dream of meeting someone famous, world domination, owning a country... it all keeps a person going. That and faith.
I used to have it all figured out - become a doctor, work for about ten, fifteen years, save up, and move to... Switzerland or something with goats and a mistress named Helga.
But often the best-laid plans are subject to destruction. How many well thought out (step by step) plans succeed? There are always variables, and of course, Lady Luck.
I always had a plan. For anything and everything. My life? Strict routine. Maybe I can't handle change; maybe I just need structure.
But right now... it's almost like a limbo. While I want to say "fuck it" and run off to Tahiti with some old rich bastard; I also want to continue with the routine and take out all the factors that, you know, actually make life somewhat fun. Writing, driving around the beach, chatting on MSN about everything and anything, going out with friends...
Sometimes, I wonder what it would be like, if I packed up everything and moved to, say, Germany. To actually live my dreams spontaneously. To see bands like Rammstein or Oomph! or And One in concert, to meet them after, or even just see the sights. It's a great dream of mine to meet the aforementioned bands, but what if it's not as good as I thought it would be? Accidentally boarding the wrong plane and ending up in Amsterdam, getting lost, getting robbed...
Spontaneity versus plans.
I don't lead the most exciting life. I just want to do something that matters; I want to write a novel, I want to cure cancer, I want to own a llama, I want world domination, I want to be a dictator so I'll be remembered, I want to actually finish Oomph! porn, I want to catch up on LJ and comments, I want to do something.
I don't want a family. Not fussed on getting married. I just want to live my dreams, and have some hope in them, that I can actually achieve them. Whether it's finishing a bit of writing, looking into taking care of a llama, or even researching why all these dictators failed.
My greatest dream ever? Not being a doctor, not meeting anyone or any concerts or ANYTHING like that.
It's to be able to express my views and opinions without having to apologise for offending/upsetting/pissing off anyone.
That, ladies and gentlemen, is my dream.
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What are YOUR hopes and dreams? Respond in a comment. All of you have them. You can be anonymous if you want. Just share your dreams and hopes.
It's what keeps us going. Even that impossible dream of meeting someone famous, world domination, owning a country... it all keeps a person going. That and faith.
I used to have it all figured out - become a doctor, work for about ten, fifteen years, save up, and move to... Switzerland or something with goats and a mistress named Helga.
But often the best-laid plans are subject to destruction. How many well thought out (step by step) plans succeed? There are always variables, and of course, Lady Luck.
I always had a plan. For anything and everything. My life? Strict routine. Maybe I can't handle change; maybe I just need structure.
But right now... it's almost like a limbo. While I want to say "fuck it" and run off to Tahiti with some old rich bastard; I also want to continue with the routine and take out all the factors that, you know, actually make life somewhat fun. Writing, driving around the beach, chatting on MSN about everything and anything, going out with friends...
Sometimes, I wonder what it would be like, if I packed up everything and moved to, say, Germany. To actually live my dreams spontaneously. To see bands like Rammstein or Oomph! or And One in concert, to meet them after, or even just see the sights. It's a great dream of mine to meet the aforementioned bands, but what if it's not as good as I thought it would be? Accidentally boarding the wrong plane and ending up in Amsterdam, getting lost, getting robbed...
Spontaneity versus plans.
I don't lead the most exciting life. I just want to do something that matters; I want to write a novel, I want to cure cancer, I want to own a llama, I want world domination, I want to be a dictator so I'll be remembered, I want to actually finish Oomph! porn, I want to catch up on LJ and comments, I want to do something.
I don't want a family. Not fussed on getting married. I just want to live my dreams, and have some hope in them, that I can actually achieve them. Whether it's finishing a bit of writing, looking into taking care of a llama, or even researching why all these dictators failed.
My greatest dream ever? Not being a doctor, not meeting anyone or any concerts or ANYTHING like that.
It's to be able to express my views and opinions without having to apologise for offending/upsetting/pissing off anyone.
That, ladies and gentlemen, is my dream.
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What are YOUR hopes and dreams? Respond in a comment. All of you have them. You can be anonymous if you want. Just share your dreams and hopes.