Today’s Song: The End
Artist: The Doors
Album: The Doors
Dreams, the casualties of my life, lie dead and dying like so much roadkill in the sun. The stench is unbearable.
Life does not stop at 40 or 50 or 60 or 70 or any other age. Life stops when you stop living, then you merely exist until you finally die. Every time a dream dies, a bit of your life dies with it. We have to pursue our dreams and live them the best we can. We must also allow others to live their dreams and not kill them in the pursuit of our own.
Just because you reach a certain age, it doesn’t mean you have to set your dreams up on a shelf or stop doing things that give you pleasure. Granted, dreams and pleasures change as we get older but we should not be forced to give them up or have them taken from us based on some arbitrary factor such as age or some irrational expectation.