Life is not always a sea of roses but an incessant ocean. It is a quagmire of occurrences. A room of lifeboats. A roller coaster of hurdles. An inexplicable mayhem. A chest of drawers. It is full of curves and curvatures, ups and downs, loops and bounds, hills and downhills, scales and balances, tornados and thunderstorms. It is a twenty four hour merry-go-round of not so jolly and friendly skies. It is an handkerchief of events, a broken tray of popcorn not always at our disposal. We learn to dance to our favorite songs when things don’t go our way. We may not always get what we want but are given a book to look through and solve the puzzle. The menu is not always in black ink but one can never go wrong with a good scrambled egg. Life is always about choices. Either you drive in the turnpike or design your own nest. Living does not require much or equate purgatory. It can be one walk in the park if you know how to navigate its trails and accept its daily dosage of bourbon. Breathe. Create your own adventure and ride that bus as you may find yourself at the tip of the road begging for that perfect ride. Face today with gusto. Choose to live and praise your possible authentic self!
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Buckle Up And Dream!
As the say goes, follow your dreams, the yellow brick road down the river and knock that door. Knock intensely until your knuckles surrenders. Tear through the glasshouse and take matters into your hands, no matter how long it takes, how hard it gets, the circumstances or hurdles you may encounter, just do it.
Go after it with hunger and passion in your soul. Don’t find yourself regretting yesterday, reflecting on what could have been, crying miserably while binging on a pile of bananas.
Live your life intensely or whatever pace your boat flows, whether big or small, enjoy what it brings. Engrave your aspirations on the curvaceous wall and let it stretch.
Ask for it, put it out there and let it be. It may take years, journeying itself in the open ocean, pulling and grabbing perks. Eventually, you will unearth yourself at the tip of that dream, querying on when and how you got there.
The sky is no limit when you are running down the corridor of zest. Hungry for love you are, for success you dream, for life you ride, indefinitely. Do it with your eyes closed, at sound of the water dripping from an air handler. Jump in that water, pump the gas pedal, put on your sailor’s hat and rocket that boat. Push that button and go for it. Dream!
Easier said than done right?! Not really. To dream is to live an ideal. It is inexpensive, unsolicited, intoxicating and sometimes, breathtaking. You don’t have to pay a cent, it is out there and barring any nightmares, you are on. Have faith. Do not buckle at first smell of defeat. Just lay quietly and if you are lucky, it will meet you shortly after your head caresses the pillow. Good night. Sweet dreams!
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