Dreams (370 hits)
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Submitted by indigogecko (View user info) at 2005-07-13 08:46:56 EDT
Every kid dreams of this day.
This is the day that you put all that hard training into practice, you've reached the top of your game, and you're winning the Olympic gold. Those last few seconds pass over the course of forever, and suddenly in a daze you're standing on the podium, bunch of flowers in hand and your chest proudly sporting a solid lump of metal for which the world both envies and lauds you. Hundreds of cameras capture the tearful smile, the pride that flushes through you, and follow you as the coach you've regarded as a second father for years steers you off towards the showers.
Making that dream come true...
This is the day the rehearsals pay off, it's opening night on Broadway and you're the star. Suddenly you're shooting from unknown to famous overnight, the audience love you and talent spotters take up half of the front row. They've spotted you, and you know when you get off the stage tonight there's going to be as many contracts to sign as autographs.
It doesn't get any better than this...
This is the day your hard work came to fruition. Your invention works, and not only that. The entire scientific community is completely awed by your innovation. You've been nominated for the Nobel Prize, and you're sitting there, calmly sipping at your drink as they read out the results - unbelievable, it's you! Standing up there, accepting the prize, thanking everyone you can think of.
But dreams take work...
This is the day I manage to sit in a room full of people and calmly talk with them, I listen, I understand, and I smile. I don't knock anything over and I don't get stressed. I notice someone coming on to me a little, and it's not just an attempt to be friendly, and I brush him off graciously. I notice someone is lying about what he does, and someone else is joking about what he does, and I can tell the difference. My teeth and hair are clean, my clothes are stylish and neat, and I feel comfortable that way. When it is time for me to leave, I thank the hosts without being reminded to do so, and I don't feel uncomfortable when they want to hug and air-kiss me goodbye.
How?
I'm working on it.
User Reviews
Submitted by badassmofo (user info) at 2005-07-13 09:04:46 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
I think I can see into your world a bit, I am surrounded by people I wouldn't normally associate with, but am required to by work. I don't like their kissing and fawning over each other but I deal.
Good stuff here.
Submitted by Berty (user info) at 2005-07-13 09:03:02 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
I'm assuming the ending has something to do with overcoming prejudice/fear/hate/whatever, your personal demon to pursue your dreams. If I'm right I think it's a llttle unispirational, which sounds a little harsh but at the end of the day if your going to write about ataining your dreams you've kind of got to be. Otherwise all your saying is 'if you want something, get it!' which is a little trite, sorry.
If I'm wrong then I apologise but it is a little vauge.
Submitted by Fabit (user info) at 2005-07-13 08:59:09 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Full of coolness. I really enjoyed reading this.
Was very clever bringing it back down to earth at the end and changing from a childs dream to an adults dream.
Submitted by Xcuses (user info) at 2005-07-13 08:55:14 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
I'm really trying to follow you, but I just am having trouble following...
Submitted by nitty34 (user info) at 2005-07-13 08:50:21 EDT (#)
Ranking: 1
The last part was rather confusing.