Will my dream disappoint?

Have you ever had a day that went completely the way you had imagined it? 

I don't think I ever had, but for those who have, I'm overjoyed with the fact that at least someone got to have a special day as such. As young girls, we are taught stories where a man saves us and we live happily ever after. But that story that we ever so often tell is destructive in its own self.


I too have fallen for that story the one where you fall in love with a Prince of a faraway country, travel the world, get married, become a princess, have children, and live happily ever after.  Like I've said before this is definitely a story we've all heard before. But what happens when that fairy tale doesn't come to fruition. What then, your left totally shattered trying to make sense of the life that you made up for yourself. Was it even possible at all? Could I have actually succeeded? Catch the prince's eyes, marry him and become a princess. Could it all have happened? Maybe the impossible is always the most possible thing. Or maybe not. What do I even know honestly, where do I look now? I don't know if I actually have a plan.


Does anyone really? My plans are mainly daydreams, dreams that are forced the ones you make up in your head when you're not asleep. Those ones, I bet you know just what I'm saying. I dream of college, parties, classes, volunteering, working, and falling in love. All the stuff you could ever imagine! What happens when nothing I've dreamed of comes true. Will I just have done all this hard work and have nothing to show for it?


When do you stop dreaming of the future? The future you could have.The person you could be. When do you stop imagining it? Matter a fact, when does it come true? 


When will it come true? Am I just setting myself up for failure by planning my future to the last detail?



Written by Aja' Allen



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