To my Debit

Somedays I feel really separated from the people I do life with everyday, my community. I think its because of dreams.

Everyone has dreams but not everyone has hope of dreams coming true.

College is a great supporter of dreams. It creates this atmosphere for dreams to safely turn into successes and failures. Most of my community still thrive in this safe environment.

And Im on the Rim.

I havent stepped out away from the environment so I am still enticed by the atmosphere. Im waiting to tip off the Rim, to step or to run into a brickwall perhaps but mostly Im just waiting.

And what does waiting do to your dreams?

They become goals or fantasies. I know now which of my dreams have turned into goals, as plans and details are outlined. I know now which of my dreams have turned into fantasies, no longer allowed to be failures because I completed the allotted time inside the safe environment.

Do you know what it is like share a conversation with a safe dreamer - - oh the possibilities between that safe dreamer and a lonely categorized Waiter on the Rim...

For now follow the goals.
Adhere to the rules:
1. Never one plate
2. Once a day, every other day
3. I got 5 on it
4. Ventii is my treat

When safety is not guaranteed it is achieved through a haven in the mind.
Tomorrow takes care of itself only when I wake up from yesterday.