The World Keeps Spinning
It's a funny world. When we're little we dream of being these hero-type characters, as if time somehow gave us wisdom and courage. We anxiously await to be older, to be bigger, taller to become these figures of our imagination. Who would have ever thought that the older we get the less courageous we become? The reality of life makes our dreams smaller and smaller pushing them farther and farther away from our grasp. We are never more courageous and capable of achieving our dreams than when we were kids- when everything seemed impossible and unstable was probably when these were at their height. A long time ago I started my writing journey. I remember at this point when writing and reading were my life. I dreamt of being a cool journalist. I watched Sex and the City, partly for the allurement of fashion and excitement of everyday life in New York City, but mostly for Carrie's ability to sit down at the laptop by her window, contemplating life and writing away. Life went...