Why is it that we encourage each other to follow our dreams, to never give in no matter what the cost?
It seems like a cultural taboo to do otherwise... The ideal - the idol - of the dream, held precious above all else.
(Is it a dream that was ever actually mine to begin with?)
Are we buying in when we pursue it? Are we selling out to make it 'come true'? And when is enough enough? What does 'come true' mean in a world where there are no endings or beginnings and no defining moments that signify absolute truth?
What about family? What about love? What about health and well-being?
Why do we forsake these things, and why are we encouraged to keep going, to just keep going at all costs - a little further, you're going to 'make it' - when we cry out that we are tired, lost, confused and alone?
Why doesn't anyone ever say, "it's time to come home"?
I probably shouldn't bare my soul. But why not? I've lost it anyway.
Recipe:
Dark Chocolate (70% or more cacao)
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