lately i've been thinking how sometimes i feel like i have whiplash from
jolting back and forth between hopes and fears:
some days i am giddy with day dreams and checking things off my list that will
hopefully land me smack-dab in the middle of my dreams and goals;
other days i am confronted with that other reality which is the past and the present,
void of the realizations of hopes and dreams i expected in years previous.
i'm constantly in a tiring battle, making sure that those optimistic vibes win out
because that's what will bring the dreams right? positive thinking?...
or is it both? is it the contradictions? is it the fears and the hopes?
do my fears fuel my hopes, and my hopes create new fears that motivate
me to move, to progress, to struggle for the seemingly impossible?
to close my eyes and yell "tiwanda!" as i run through the scary things?
so today, i decided that my dreams are made up of both hopes and, especially, my fears.
onward and through the thick of it all!
here's to a motivated week!