Growing up as a kid, I was quite dreamy. Then came a dreamy adolescence -- just letting life happen to me. It took me years to get myself wide awake and years later I was dozing off again. Fading inward.
Things turned around in the past year or two. There is no time to sleep. Snoozing won't get you anywhere.
I was clutched to the factors around me. The city's vibe. People rushing everywhere. People queueing everywhere. From sun up to sun down, there is no spot that won't keep you awake. And I wonder what everyone is rushing for. We're always headed for somewhere and we're always in a hurry. And when I look around, every person is holding a mobile phone. Who is everyone calling anyway? Back in the day, a cellphone was NOT a necessity. But all these things -- all these things -- I am a part of. That's what I was afraid of. All those details and their demand from me.
A little quiet time helps. Over two cups of hot black coffee I reevaluate my priorities and my purpose. Still figuring out the latter sometimes.
Pausing gives me a chance to feel everything. Or nothing.
I think about my day to day activities and say to myself that despite all the rush, I am still in control -- for the most part at least. Then I start dreaming again, with my eyes wide open this time. I think about all the cheerful things and relax. I do this for as long as I can. I do this until the time comes when I have to rush again. Just for this short moment I let things flow. And I realize that at any age, I can be dreamy. It gives me something to look forward to.
Have you dreamed lately?