The Next Morning

Actually achieving your dreams is kind of whack, honestly. I usually don't write here on Sundays since I already have the link log posted, but whatever. I've been thinking about people who really went out there, did their thing, failed a bunch, worked harder, got lucky, and achieved something great. Then I think of that thing they achieved, and realize that they have to wake up the next morning, just like the rest of us. Imagine the sorrow of that morning, waking up after the greatest day of your life, then having to just—keep going. That makes me afraid to dream, honestly. Raymond Carver had a great line: "Dreams are something you wake up from." Even if that Great Thing happens, it'll end. It will have left the consciousness of everyone, and that's it; the world keeps on spinning. Isn't that just great? In that sense, I might not be so afraid to dream, then. But more than that, it's just another reminder of how much the moment itself matters. All those times we have—good, bad,…