What happens when a dreamer is born to parents who aren’t dreamers? When there’s no support for doing what dreamers do, what happens to that person? I can think of a few possible outcomes. One being that the dreamer continues to dream, despite a non-supportive parental unit, and eventually draws in other dreamers who are teachers, coaches, friends, other family members who support their dreams.
Another way it could go is that the dreamer perseveres, alone. Letting the dreams come forward but suffering through life.
Or the pragmatists win and the dreams are suppressed, putting the resources toward achieving other goals. The dreamer is then afraid of dreaming, afraid to do what they want for fear of failure. That idea of failure that pragmatists have instilled in the hearts and minds of born dreamers who are now unable to feel right as a dreamer but are not actually pragmatists either. They like they are good at nothing.
2015 was spent being pretty jealous of seeing other people’s travel photos so I’m setting a new goal for myself to visit at least 5 new cities next year.
Not to say that I didn’t travel anywhere myself this year. I was frozen in New York at the beginning of this year, then got tattooed in New Orleans in the spring with my girls, went on aÂ road trip to San Francisco for Hardly Strictly Bluegrass, and had a mini vacayÂ inÂ Portland too, but these are all cities I’ve been to before.
So far I don’t have aÂ wanderlist for next year but I have a friend in Boston who has room for me. I’ve never been there before and it’s definitely somewhere I’ve wanted to visit though I’ve heard mixed things. I’m sure I’ll have fun though, I usually love new cities.
I’ve never been to our nation’s capital. It might be nice to go during the last year of Obama’s p/residency. Â I think Sarah’s on the lookout for international travel for us which is probably the most exciting prospect. A friend suggested StockholmÂ to me which sounds great, I love the Swedes! Patrick might be traveling more in the new year, maybe Europe, or China, or SUNNYVALE so that could also bring opportunitiesÂ for me to tag along.
Every time I think “I should write in my blog,” I take a long time to do so and get distracted and I never end up writing in it. I also thought a year would be a good time to write a new post. “Won’t that be funny?” I thought, “A whole year later and I’ll post about never posting.”
Well, I missed that day, and a few days afterward. So now we’re at that point where I HAVE to post somthing. Here’s some motivation for you, from Shia LeBeouf, round robin style: