Dreams

 Dreams are a wonderful thing that a person possesses. For me, dreams are a part of one’s personality, representing many aspects of life.

It’s beautiful to think about how you want to be and what you will become. When you close your eyes and imagine yourself achieving those dreams, searching for more and more. Having something in your life to work hard for, enduring all difficulties and challenges, with an endless passion—always moving, falling, and rising again.

For me, I wasn't working toward a clear goal, and I believe that's why I got the worst results—results that are nothing to be proud of.

When I was little, my dream was to have my own art studio, filled with colors and paintings, a space where I could express myself. But that never happened, and that's okay. Still, I remember every night before sleeping, I would imagine every detail of that studio as if it were real—the painting ideas, the colors, the tools. I saw everything clearly and cried because I knew this dream wouldn’t come true. And now, my creativity has faded, and my desire to paint is no longer the same.

Then, I fell in love with cooking and wanted to study culinary arts, but for many reasons, I couldn't. Now, I dream of building a restaurant.

And now, I think I will become a nurse. I’m not sure—I don’t know where life will take me. I have to accept this.

To be honest, when I researched nursing and looked deeper into it, I liked it. I think it suits my personality, but I’m still uncertain.

At the end of today's conversation, I want to say a truth, though it is a painful one:

Try to dream and plan your life according to your reality. If your dreams go against your reality or exceed what you have, you will suffer greatly. Even I never thought this way, but it’s the truth, and we must accept it. If you don’t, your dreams will remain mere illusions in your mind, seen by no one but you.

Stay healthy. Goodbye 👋🏻