Remember.

Remember the time, where your dreams came true? Laughter. Love. Joy. The moon is always full reflecting over the ocean. Smiling at a mere image in your mind, remembering everything that is grand – overlooking anything that is not. Reflecting on the time, where life was simple and care free. Ambitious. Excited. Motivated. Rising up on the crest of a wave, overlooking a horizon lined with potential. Time wears on, the wave begins to tumble – what once was clear is now amuck with sand and stones. Washed up, the steady rhythm of responsibilities slowly erode the very ground that you lie on. Stuck in this rhythm of rising and falling – life slowly moves itself on. Remember the time, where your dreams came true? Where perspective had no reach at all. Dreams of grandeur echoing through your prospective future. I remember that time, where a reality sunk in. Responsibility. Redundant. Repetition. Progressing through life, dreams replaced by work. I remember these times – these milestone moments. With tears in my eyes.