I had a dream tonight

I was maybe 11 or 12 and I wanted something so very much. Something that would take years of persistent effort and dedication to achieve. My family didn't understand. Had anyone else known, they might not have, either. Somehow it didn't matter. Well, it did, but not so much as to stop me from going for it. Knowing I'd have to go against the current of my immediate surroundings and rely almost solely on myself. In the dream I had the strength and courage and conviction to make the most of what mattered to me even though it meant a difficult path.

If I could only remember the feeling and follow it in my everyday waking life.

Sometimes dreams speak clearly.