So what happens when we grow up? We stop believing in some of our dreams, label them as impossible and try to forget them.
This might lead to constant disappointment. I'll re-evaluate my goals, but I'll never be satisfied with anything. Changing my mind does not help.
I need to be very clear with my intentions and go go for my dreams with all my heart. I need to recover that childlike marvel, that love for life.
So let me ask myself the question as if it were the first time. Like I was six years old once again. What do I want to be when I grow up?
I want to be an intergalactic spaceship captain.
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There's three fans of yours here in gay Paris ("in ogni senso" - ma questa battuta é un'altra di quelle pesanti che dovro' subire per altri sette giorni) who want to be:
1. A lion tamer
2. A marshmallow taster
3. Indiana Jones
Adesso indovina chi vuol fare cosa....
bisous
mowgli, baloo et kaa
I wanna be a fish. Come for a swim?
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