Dear future,
Please, hurry. Please come soon.
I spend every single day aching for you to arrive, wishing you were here. Oh, how badly I wish for a new day, a new dawn, a new beginning. I am counting down the days. Every single second. Waiting. Waiting. Waiting.
Ever since I was a child, I dreamt of you. I imagined castles in the sky and a gorgeous house. I imagined being all grown up, that I would finally have everything I wanted to.
As I grew older, I added more dreams to that list. Success. Comfort. Money. Contentment. Friendship. Recognition. Love. Happiness.
I simply cannot wait. I cannot wait for my dreams to come true.
Please, do not hurry.
I am terrified of you, of the uncertainty you bring. These dreams that I have – what if they never come true? Then what will I have to look forward to?
I doubt myself so much. I don’t think I can attain all of that. How could I possibly make my dreams happen?
And now you are so close that I can almost taste your faint twinge of disappointment. I can feel my heart breaking as my years of dreaming and planning fall into ruins and disrepair. I can feel it all slipping away.
I wish I could stay in the present as long as forever.
Please, be bright.
Please, be beautiful.
Please.
Loved it.
I send you a hug:-)
Everyone of us has the ability to be a part of the future we want it to be – if we keep it realistic. Not every dream will come true but if we keep believeing and working on the ones that means the most to us, we have good chances.
Very true.
You are already on your way. Did you forget that you bought a ticket? It’s already paid for. You just have to get on the boat. Future is dogs running in the street, one hit by a car, one euthanized, one taken in by a madman, and one that goes to the open space at the end of the street and keeps walking until there are skyscrapers all around, and people wearing coats made of distant relatives.
At any rate, be well.
I vividly remember feeling exactly this way. Funny thing is, once you future finally arrives you begin aching for your past. Is there anything about NOW you think you may miss one day?
I’m sure there’s plenty I’ll miss about now. Though, really, at the moment, tomorrow seems like it’ll be far more beautiful. Or at least, I hope so.