you were the sun to which my eyes could not adjust. (by dominic dopico)
This makes me feel so giddy. I really don’t want to ever give up the zest I have for life. I believe if I apply myself, I can do seemingly unconventional things career wise. I don’t want to let my dreams die because of conventionality or unlikelihood. I frankly do not give a damn if I never work in rehabilitation camp in central Africa, of I never make a global political reform. Okay, that was a lie. I would give a damn. I’m just trying to say a futile effort is better than no effort.
It’s sad, I feel alone. Am I the only one who has absurd things that they plan to work towards? I feel like my peers all think so conventionally. I don’t know where I get my eccentricities from. My father has raised me to be nothing more than conventional, yet I’m fucking freak.
I don’t care if I can never make use of a degree in Political Science or African Studies. Even if my toes never touch African soil (which I am aware it’s a seemingly long shot), I won’t give a shit. I’m young, and I have these dreams and desires. I’d rather dream big, than not dream at all.
I believe anything is worth a try. I am not scared of seeming vulnerable, or taking long shots. I am losing faith in every wall I’ve built, and the premise of being realistic. The only thing I have to change about myself is the ability to trust people. Maybe the bigger strides will come with age and maturity.
I feel so silly; today a teacher I had my freshman year (who adores me) tried to talk me out of getting into political science. My freshman year, he told me that psychology would be the biggest waste of a degree. Thank you Culberg. Fourteen year old Jessica’s desires were easier to kill than seventeen year old Jessica’s.
“Jessica, you could sell a ketchup cupcake on the street, get into business marketing”. His heart may be in the right place, but today his guidance made me giggle.
I just really wish children didn’t let their dreams die. When you think about it, it’s depressing. I look at my peers, and when they were all five, they had much bigger dreams than they do now. I feel stupid 99% of the time, but I feelings just complicate things. They’re ignorable. I wish this generation had bigger dreams.
(via proxecto)
