A dream

A dream wakes you up two minutes before your alarm goes off. It keeps you hanging on longer than you should. It pushes you when you’re tired. And it pushes you through pain. A dream gives you a hand when you fall. A dream will haunt you. Taunt you. And at times, offer you a shoulder to cry on.

It’s your coach.

Your tormentor.

Your opposition and your best friend.

When people doubt you, a dream allows you prove them wrong. It’s the tiger in your tank. Your mojo. Your motivation to keep on fighting. A dream gives you 20/20 vision. The makes the future so bright that you have to wear shades. That’s your dream. That’s the fire that burns in your gut.

Only depression, repression and aggression can slow it down. But a true dream can never be stopped. No, as long as you live, your dream will, too. Some well-meaning folks will try to talk you out of it. “Oh, that’s too hard.” Practicality and dreams aren’t old fraternity brothers. Instead, dreams run around with risk — they’re old drinking buddies. Sometimes, they’re the one your parents don’t want you to date. But in time, they will see that a dream is your soulmate.

It will play hard-to-get. It will flirt and then run off with someone else. But you have to be aggressive. You have to show it you’re the one. That your heart is true. Once you win a dream, it will forever live in your heart.

So never settle for anything less.

Because your life depends on it.

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