Sometimes I sit alone and wonder about the universe. About whether or not we are people who dream our whole lives only to reach reality in our dreams. Because that’s not the way we see it. We see ourselves, our lives, as reality. And our dreams as well, dreams. But what if it’s the other way around?
What if our whole lives have been a mere compilation of dreams?
You know, I once read a book, no, actually it was three books that were amazing and I loved the characters like they were real only to discover in the last chapter that the whole trilogy, everything that occurred in those hundreds of pages, was a dream. That’s one long dream if you ask me.
But compare your life to that dream. You go blindly throughout life for years, following your heart, not giving a crap if you jump off that cliff because you know you’ll wake up.
But the thing is when? When will you wake up? When will this generation wake up and face the reality of today? When will you leave the people who are not really there for you, who are fake? When will you realize that there is an end?
Dreams don’t last forever and neither will your life. So wake up and face the day. How? Use the classic pinch yourself to see if you’re awake trick. Except instead of pinching yourself, have someone else do it for you.