Undying Fire of Dreams

7:44 am

It’s a gloomy day. My work is cancelled but I also did some updates.

I prepare my 3 in 1 coffee sits in the dining as I read my Concise Textbook of Clinical Psychiatry.

I always visualizes myself in a white uniform. Wearing a white coat and talking to individuals from different walks of life.

I always believe that I’ll be a doctor. Maybe not a medical doctor, but a doctor of humanity, I guess.

I always believe that I’m capable of understanding the pain and woundedness of other people. I always believe that I’ll help others with their healing because I, myself, is also wounded. I’m a wounded warrior that aims for the healing of others.

I always believe that I’m up for great things and I’m meant to make a difference. I always believe that I’m not just like this, that I’m not for ordinary things because as much I deny it, deep within, I know I’m for extraordinary things.

Since I always feels too much, I know that this fire will stay for eternity. It will keeps on burning. The more I suppress this fire the more it will burns. It’s burning of passion for my dreams and hopes in my life. So, I’m certain that I will always aim for exceptional and great things. I will always dream the extraordinary. I’m in a simple body and mind but my soul is leading me to the unknown and the beauty of my dreams.

I can’t give up. Not just yet. Because I will never satisfy my passion for my dreams if I stop. I’m contented for who I am but I will never ever settle knowing that I can better, knowing the possibility of who I can be.

7:59

I can feel the beat of my heart. Maybe, it’s because of the coffee.

But, I know. My heart yearns for my dreams.

My passion is so strong that I want to cry. Having a dream makes me feel like crying. Because, deep within. I know, I’ll be the person whom I always wanted to be at this very moment.

I wanted to be a Psychiatrist. I need to go to medical school, yes. Financially speaking, impossible. But, I always believe the beauty and hopes from within.

A medical doctor but with a twist, a doctor of humanity.

Published by She Writes

She's a dreamer. Hopes to be lost in oblivion but the truth is, she just wants to be seen and heard. In quest within and lover of life. This, too, shall pass so I will keep going ; I still don't know. I'll rest for the mean time.

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