‘The most prolific period of pessimism comes at twenty-one, or thereabouts, when the first attempt is made to translate dreams into reality’ – Spot on!!
A worrywart always keeps looking for the flaw in every plan instead of looking at the endless horizon of opportunities beyond. It is so ironic that at 21, when we’re at that juncture in life when we are mature enough to comprehend what drives us in life, what we have visualized for ourselves, what is it that we crave for every single day, all that has made us who we are and who we want to be, we live in fear to chase those dreams. We choose to lord and subsist resembling those who choose to lead a comfy life filled with compromises than mould our luck and destiny to the silhouette of what looks perfect to our eyes.
Pessimism is only for those who do not have the fortitude to stand tall when there is a warning of a tempest, let alone when it strikes. It is mere testimony that you don’t have faith in yourself.
The manifestation of the visions you see, while asleep are way more beautiful when you’re living it. Why not take a crazy chance, especially when the chance is for you? Why not give love a chance when it might make life beautiful for you? Why not give your dreams a chance when they might spin the fairy tale for you?
I hope to see a world full of dreamers who have the guts to pursue their dreams than settle for the snippets of another’s dream.