I have talked a bit about dreams before, but I wanted to talk some more about it now.
Dreams are dangerous.
For so many reasons.
There is always the fear of not being able to achieve the dream, of setting your goals so high just to fall, maybe not among the clouds, but to the ground.
There’s also the fear that once you get to the dream, it is lacking. That it isn’t what you thought it would be, and it wouldn’t be would it? The image is always prettier than the reality I think.
But finally, and what really gets me, is the fear that I won’t be enough. The dream is a test of yourself, what you can do. And what if the basic bare truth is that you don’t have it? That despite your aspirations, you can never get there because you are you? You can’t really change it, you can try, but maybe you just can’t. And isn’t that the scariest of all? Doesn’t that expose the most dangerous truth?
I think humans have a propensity for change, and so I don’t know if you could ever find out you really aren’t enough and can’t get there, but it will still come when a moment arises and you feel you aren’t. And I think that is the scariest of all.