To be honest, I don't have the same dreams that I had just a few months back.
I want a big house, a comfortable house, a place with lush green grass and a big, big greenhouse with lots of vegetables. I want to live away from the world, in my little sanctuary. I want luxury, but a homey, kind of luxury, the quiet luxury of simplicity. I want a study that has a nice view from the window, with a fast computer so I can write all day. I'll publish books and when I go into town people will recognise me and ask for autographs, but I don't think I want to be too famous so that I get stalkers or anything. I want to go ice skating every day, although I'm not sure where.
It's amazing how what you once lived and breathed for can suddenly become so unappealing. I still want the same things but I guess my priorities have changed, and how I want them has changed.
How strange.
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The last time you wrote about priorities (in July) you had said some very wise things.
(Like this: "I mean, for all of us, there is a chance that we won't be any older or wiser or stronger or more capable then we are now." And then going through the teens, twenties, thirties, forties ...)
And it seems your current dreams are very nourishing of the body and the soul. Whereas the other ones were probably frenetic and on the edge.
"I want a study that has a nice view from the window, with a fast computer so I can write all day."
(There was a really interesting article from the Oxonian Review about Taylor Swift needing a gap year, and I thought of you while I was reading it).
And it's still good to have dreams and to talk about them, and to meet people and find things which help fulfil them and make them real.
Not that strange.... you will realise that as you grow, your priorities will keep changing. And then the moment you have kids, you will find that just about everything revolves around them. You can ask your parents.
It's nice to dream though cos dreams do become reality sometimes.
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