I have always been told to dream. Dream big; never be intimidated-even if I know that these very dream of mine is never quite likely to materialize. But dreams are just dreams, arent they.. The agony and dissappointment that follows almost after every dream, the hurt, the fall, they're ineveitable, are they not...
Dreams are invariably followed by hopes which translates to expectations. But it is isnt always that your dream turns out as expected. Dreaming bares no success. Only with sheer work and determination, will you get somewhere; and I stress- somewhere.

Dreams merely provide you an avenue to fantasize, to believe and indulge in a world where everything is executed in your favour. Aspects of life that you are lacking in, they sure exist in opulence in that utopic world of yours.

But what happens when dreams are broken. The contents leak out. Though I know that those are nothing more than just dreams; impalpable fantasies that will never quite come true, I cant help but cringe. The bubble had burst. It seems that the whole episode has, yet again, fufilled its purpose- to hurt. People argue that dreams get you motivated, get you going, get you dreaming. I have learnt not to believe in dreams. The indulgement and addiction will be eventually overwritten by pain and sadness, when the time comes to be awoken.

I got a B for project work. Not that I was expecting an A, but I cant deny that I was hoping for an A. Hopes are derived from dreams; expectations from hard work.
Finding a little difficult to accept this setback, that has yet to fully settle in me. I will, and I know I have to, get over this episode, and move on.
Life isnt all about As, it is better to understand this now than later in life.
A page from my book of dreams has just been torn off; the dream of a legacy of StraightAs. If you know what I meant..

Nop, I am not casting aspersions on my ability, nor doubting the effects of dreaming. I am just afraid of that fall.. That fall through air that grabs your heart, your soul..your mind. I dont want to experience that again.

I will not tell soon forgotten tales of the landscape I find there, but loot, and dive back up.

Catch me, if you can.

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