Look around the world and you will find someone or something that you desire. As far as I can remember, I remember I had desire. I remember I had a dream even if I didn’t have a plan.
God gave us humans the art to desire things. He gave us hope with our backs against the wall. But I don’t think anything is perfect. Cuz something somewhere went extremely wrong. I am talking about the association of ones desire with the kind of life one has.
I say this because we see the best well-known people in the society still having the urge and desire for something. Most of them are living the dreams of many other people. Yet to them, someone else is living the life of their dreams. Like I said something somewhere got screwed to where we always see a mismatch of ones life and ones dreams.
This leads me to think, who’s dream am I living? I wonder who wants to be me. I wonder and I wonder!