Dreamer

For graduation, two women that work with my mom graciously gave me the perfect coffee mug. It's big and heavy and unbeknownst to them, has my favorite quote written on the front.

Everyday, I look at this mug, sip coffee from the thick side and think about dreams, the future and life in general.

I used to think I knew what my dreams were but now, I often feel lost. Some have remained the same but others have fallen to the wayside, some drowned in a river of reality and others simply not a dream any longer.

It's strange the way you sometimes wake up and work towards something every.single.day and then all of a sudden, it's not what you want anymore and you don't know what is.

I'm stuck in this place between making decisions and letting life guide me. The future has arrived and it's a lot harder than I thought it would be to figure things out.

But for now, I'm letting all my dreams, whatever they might be, remain beautiful and perfect.