Time To Pretend

There comes a time when reality really kicks in. You realize what your dreams are and that moment comes when you have to pursue them. You really realize what are really your dreams until they are out of your grasp. Unfortunately, I did not attack my dreams, or they didn't work our as quickly as possible, but I am stick young. I need to travel and I am going to vent my frustrations to the world in the form of a intellectual tidal wave.

I have been prompting myself for the impractical, but that will be no more. I am pursuing what is mine, and should be mine. Love has been lost and regained, just peering it's tiny rabbit head with a giant mutilating underbody. Never will I let myself fall through the legless abyss that I call the heartstrung rabbit hole. When I marry it will be to the next person I fall in love with. I feel as if I cannot let myself live correctly without it, but that seems pointless. Dont you think?

The dusty ambitions in my brain will be wiped off and kicked into full gear. The impractical thought process that I possess will become even more than practical, it will become a reality.