I'm Just A Dreamer

I was bullshittin’ with Dave Yeung at TGIF this evening when I brought up the Nobel Prize. I refreshed his memory about how in my earlier youth at I had told him that I don’t think, as an aspiring good writer, I will ever win one… now, my confidence had told me maybe it won’t hurt to take a shot at it someday. Some may think that that’s an arrogant statement. I think it is also. But Dave said, it would be cocky to think otherwise. I thought about what he said, and it’s true. Most of us mistake our humbleness to be among the masses as being equal and down-to-earth… but if you don’t strive, or even begin with a hard dream, it would be nothing but settling, and living among the non-dreamers and unmotivated. The full potential is not even attempted, and would be selling one short. Therefore, am I aiming to win a Nobel Prize someday? No. Something like that, you don’t aim, but I definitely wouldn’t mind having the knowledge equal to a Nobel laureate. Too many are just settling for the marriage & children, nice car, and nice home goals. But, would it not be greater if I cared to strive to write books influential beyond the Bible, Qu’ran, or Harry Potter. To achieve a body of literature on the level of a Nobel Prize winner… sometimes, we must dream big to achieve big. But, maybe that’s all I am… a dreamer. That I am no better than the rest of the masses…

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