Impossible dreams

 

How often do we fixate on our favorite teacher, author, entertainer, or even a fictional character, and imagine our lives with them?

Mostly this happens when we are very young and that is understandable. Not fully formed we dream of ourselves being the best we can imagine and that usually includes another person of some sort. 

We think the world is at our feet and we only have to pick the right path to find eternal happiness.

Then the world takes a few swipes at us and the weak step aside. The realists temper their dreams to fit what they have been told they should be and a small few carry on.

Carrying on? Is that a true optimist, or a fool? Is it hope, or sheer stubbornness? Or is it just in the nature of some people to follow their dreams no matter how unlikely they may be?

My Muse tells me all people are worthy, but am I worthy of my own thoughts and dreams, or am I being unrealistic?

I guess the nature of me is to not know and not knowing allows me to continue to dream that impossible dream. Dreams, after all, don't need to be possible to affect our lives. They are simply colorful manifestations of what could be, or might be. It is often the idea as much as anything that provides the satisfaction we are looking for.