dreams.

I've got great news: dreams are immortal! Seriously.
Just think of it. Sure, there are a billion things that can happen to never let them come true. Thousands of them really happen. But nothing and no one can ever kill a dream from the outside. You can let it die, though.

Lots of dreams are put off for "later" when we're young. And many of them are written off as childish or youth-maximalism overshadowed behavior once we feel like we should be some kind of grownups. Duties and general priorities should go first, right?
In 6 or 23 years some of them may turn out to be foolish. Most seem quite ridiculous from the very beginning. You may grow out of your dreams. You may let your dreams grow.
You can be perfectly aware that they are... rationally impossible. And you can still dream.

The other great news are: you can get there!
Just be ready, that it is not going to be the place you were looking for. And this, if you wish, is the hidden agenda of dreams: it's not only about the result, it's essentially about the process. One step leads to another and let's not pretend that it is in any human creature's power to see where it leads. The main thing is to keep going, having that/those directions on the horizon.

That's what I run on, dreams are my fuel.
I do dream big. That's what I choose.

Maybe it is the greatest wish ever: being a living proof for the concept that dreams are not something impossible you long for. They are guidelines, a plan in permanent change that you will and should live out.
Big dreams come from a place that knows better than you. Don't stand in the way. Do let it work.
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the trigger:
film "Once" that just stole me a night;
refusals, those of today, the big ones of my life and those yet to come