I used to have big dreams. In fact, I was born a dreamer. But with responsibilities, each of my dream fades. Walking back home in the rain just now hit everything in my head. Why do we have to part with those little dreams that used to keep us so enamoured with life?
When I first learnt about the idea of travelling, I was about 5. My uncle and auntie had come home from their many travel pursuits and showed me pictures of their adventures. And she passed me my Hawaiian dress. I told myself...I must go there.
And now, the uncle has lost all will to travel, auntie is frail with cancer and I am nowhere near Hawaii. Where did that hope go?
Will I have to be 50 to get there eventually?
P/S: Now I feel like watching 50 FIRST DATES all over again. Need to get the DVD...cause friend lost it.
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3 comments:
Grab the new adventure whenever got the opportunity.And when even you dont get there on time, there are things that you kinda appreciate w/o realising it.:) Just like Ellie from Up. Heee...
the best thing about dreaming, there's no expiry dates. so dream about going to hawaii again, you never knows..
shortcake> yes yes..but the best thing is to do it when young. cause you never know if age is going to erase your hard disk (eh..that's the brain..not some private part hor)
gigi> but now..dreaming is interrupted by boss' voice telling me to do work
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