a big dream

This whole writing-pretty-words-on-a-blog thing has sneaked up on me. It kind of appeared out of nowhere. I started this blog on a complete whim, having just discovered some wonderful blogs, written by beautiful writers, and feeling the urge to write something myself. I was in an eloquent mood that night, I remember, just itching to get some sort of something out through my fingertips, itching to type up some words of possible merit for the world to read.

And guess what I’ve figured out?

I love this. I really, really love this, this writing-a-pretty-word-blog-thing – all aspects of it – writing, designing, connecting with people around the internet – all of it, no matter how much of a novice I may be at it. It’s all a learning process, and a hard one at that, but I’m enjoying this journey.

So lately, I’ve had this dream that has been tapping me on the shoulder for the past month or so, making me peek open my eyes just a tad to have a look at it.

I’m at a point in my life where the future is wiiiide open. I have so many options just sitting in front of me, both staring me down and enticing me at the same time. This dream that I’ve had lately is one that is particularly far off in the distance, but it’s gradually becoming one of the most enticing options out of the group.

So what is this dream? I have this crazy, far-off, daunting dream of getting to the point where blogging is my job, of being a full-time blogger. I want to be read, to be heard, to maybe, just maybe inspire someone or make someone’s day brighter.

Yes, I know that this takes so. much. work. I feel like a lot of it is just the luck of the draw, but I also feel like it is an attainable goal, if you put enough work in.

So yes…it’s a terribly daunting thought. And I’m not expecting to achieve this goal anytime in the near future. But I at least want to try.

I’ve been thinking a lot lately about “my perfect day.” This vision of my perfect day that has gradually formed over the past few months makes me excited, but nervous at the same time that there’s no possible way that any single aspect of it could be realized. Not that I’m expecting it all to come to exact fruition (it’s a perfect day, in an imperfect world, after all), but I still have this hope that maybe, just maybe something amazingly similar could happen.

My perfect day would just be a normal day, but would involve a few specific, lovely details: my own New York City apartment, some hot chocolate, the perfect shade of lipstick on my lips, and spending my days writing beautiful, rhythmic, eloquent words for this lovely blog. It sounds so simple, and so easy, and it sounds like I just want to be lazy all my life, and that I’m just looking at the future through rose-tinted glasses, but I’m not expecting it to be a piece of cake.

The bottom line is that I know that I can’t count on this blog taking off and being wildly successful, but I can at least put hard work, and passion, and reality into it, and these words. And I know that every “How to be the best blogger ever” post mentions something about being yourself, and keeping your blogging less profit-driven, so believe me, that’s not at the forefront of my mind. I just love writing, and doing the blogging thing, and it’s something I can genuinely see myself doing for something closer to a career, and less as a hobby.

But don’t worry, the words and the work will come first. I am determined to not let myself get lost in the goals, and the means to the goals.


The words will always come first, I promise.

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12 thoughts on “a big dream

  1. I also answered today’s prompt but haven’t posted it and wrote about my dream job. I’m not sure if I’m going to. Near the end I summed up my perfect job in this sentence: “I would like to work independently on projects that are mentally stimulating, push my boundaries, have a lot of variety and involve boatloads of creativity and innovation.” I mean, who wouldn’t?

    1. Oh I love your post! I think you perfectly summed up the joy, and the struggle, and the experience of writing, particularly the experience of putting all of yourself into your words. Thank you for sharing, and thank you for reading my words as well!

      1. Thanks for reading mine and encouraging me with your positive comments. These are some perks which keep one chugging along, even though there is no joy compared to the inner glow you feel when being able to articulate your thoughts!

  2. I like this alot! It’s funny how we have big dreams and get so excited about them, then they sort of die inside of us. Until one day, when we least expect it- they start to sneak back in and look completely achievable!
    I’m excited to say I was here in the early (ish) days then !! :D

    1. Exactly!! I have so many things that I become passionate about for a little while, but then I start to play the comparison-game, and those hopes go into hibernation somewhat, so it’s a lovely thing indeed when they “sneak back in,” as you put it. Thank you for taking the time to read and comment! I really appreciate it! :)

  3. I can totally relate! Ever since I moved to New York City, my love for blogging has grown A LOT! You’re writing is just lovely! It’s a joy to read. I would love to see you reach your goal of becoming a full-time blogger! It’s possible!

    1. Aw thank you! Your comment made my day! And I’m pretty much really jealous of the fact that you get to live in New York City…that just sounds wonderful! Anyway, thank you for stopping by and taking the time to read and comment!

  4. You know what is so great and true about that comment? It is that if you do things with that much love, and no matter what happens, no matter how things turn out, you would know that it was worth doing for its own sake, for the fact that it gave you a chance to let love flow, and there is never any room for regret.

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