Dreams

As the years pass, my childhood dreams pass me by, one by one.

Whether incomplete, unsuccessful, untried or made impossible, they fade and leave a hole no new dreams can fill.

Lying here in full body pain, constant dizziness, nausea, headaches and chronically fatigued, I have no dreams but to see tomorrow. To hope for a less painful day, to get outside and sense the world again.

Don’t grow up to be me.

I am grateful for what I accomplished prior to my illnesses. Memories are all I have, and I have many to last.

Remaining positive is my toughest test.

What to do all day??

Some people ask this when they are at ‘work’, or in hospital, or sick at home.

The more difficult the answer becomes relates to how much time you have to ‘kill’. But isn’t that the worst thing we could ever do, kill time?

How many people are there, right now, who would give anything for more time?

If we added all the time wasting activities we indulged in as a race just how much time are we wasting? Probably enough time to put another man on the moon (or mars). Or write the next ‘once in a generation’ novel.

So why would we ever want time to go quickly? Well if you’re in pain the answer is an easy one, but for the rest it is not so simple. Even if bored beyond belief you can use time to accomplish something… anything!

Do yourself a favour and next time you want time to speed up, slow down and think about what your goals and dreams are and could you actually spend time on those instead? Even if it is in the form of some preliminary investigation for a few minutes? I assure you time will move more quickly if you do.

No more time wasting. On your deathbed you will regret it, I promise you!