Questions

Its been long. Too long. This feeling of being able to write your thoughts and let people know what you are thinking, and not have to know if they think you're being a sissy is suddenly far too alien for my liking. However, I guess the wise man who said 'Better late than never' wasn't talking out of his ass.

Lately, there has been a lot of introspection. Analysing mistakes I have made, looking for ways to correct them, questioning the very foundation of my belief in my abilities and my dreams. This is certainly not how I intended for things to be. Does anyone who dreams of being successful have phases where they don't really see how they are going to get there, inspite of knowing deep down that they will? What happens if reality is much worse than how you once imagined it to be? Is the place I dream of getting to going to greet me with a similar shock? Or will I really find my personal Utopia? Only time will tell.