So far I've realized there are two things, not counting the ones essential to survival like eating or sleeping, (which I also love), that I love to do and would like to do often and for a long time. They are playing guitar and having sex with women. And yet my guitar remains broken and unfixed, and my job keeps me busy all days, not that I have a home to bring anyone to. So again I ask...
...am I still following my dream? I think so. One merely has to not lose sight of their goal to keep it alive. The very act of deferring it to later, as opposed to delaying it to never is an investment in the dream. One could follow a dream now to its fullest, but lacking in sustainability it'll have an expiry date. On the flipside, one could get distracted from the dream by the means to get it. It all comes down to will, the will to accept your passions as definites in the future and to give in and give up to certain compromises for them. People change, that's true, but that's another story.
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