95% of the time I work hard to get what I want. I’m not afraid of a challenge. Quite the opposite actually. Challenges entice me. Motivate me. I like the knowledge that I’ve worked for what I have.
The remaining 5% is a compilation of impossible dreams. Those of which I may want with all my heart, but understand that it just isn’t possible. Beyond those impossible dreams, possible heartbreak is kept under lock and key. Placed there for my own sanity. There are rare moments of weakness, when the possible heartbreak escapes and I’m forced to face the harsh reality of impossibility. It’s in those moments that I am the most vulnerable. As my brain and my heart fight an epic battle, I find myself confused and torn. Inevitably, my brain wins the fight - as all reliable brains do - and possible heartbreak is once again shoved behind a seemingly impenetrable door.
Except this time I don’t want to lock it away. I want to face it and see where it takes me. It very well may mean my ultimate destruction…but I might be willing to risk it…just this once…and just for this impossible dream.
