Dreams Unfulfilled

One of the most tragic things in life is that most of us will shuffle off this mortal coil having left behind a bucket list of unfulfilled dreams that is a mile long. You always hear about it at funerals. “He always wanted to go to the Grand Canyon.” “She never got those skiing lessons.”

That’s why the deaths of young people are particularly distressing. All that unfulfilled potential. A big blank slate where their future should have been. That horrible reminder that tempus definitely does fugit.

It is important to dream. But it’s also important to actively pursue dreams. I was reminded recently of the movie Chicken Run, in which one of the characters says that most walls are in our minds. How true that is.

I’m going to try to make an effort to pick an item off my bucket list and figure out a way to achieve it. I want to turn those dreams into goals and trigger my natural sense of competition to motivate me to actually work toward those goals.

I don’t want to use my currently depressing circumstances as an excuse not to live my life. Onward and upward.