Haven’t blogged in a long long time..not sure why..is it because i just didn’t have time to express whatever was on my mind..or is it because people hardly read blogs anymore..or maybe i got tired of introspection.
my pa asked a very random question the other day. he said i’d gone through my schooling years very smoothly and landed a job without much trouble..but he wondered if i had any dreams in life and whether i had the time to ponder about things.
i didn’t have an answer.
i don’t know what my dreams are. is there anything in life that was so important to me that i would not be able to rest in peace if i didn’t do it before i died? is there anything that drives me and keeps me motivated? i don’t know.
it’s quite sad right? to realise you don’t have any dreams..? maybe im so realistic that i don’t know how to dream, how to think about things that are out of reach and not immediately feasible and practical.
