The Impossible Dream

Some dreams die loudly.

Others disappear quietly, stamped in black ink.

When one path collapses, the instinct is to replace it with another goal.

But goals are destinations.

Dreams are directions.

Losing a dream doesn’t remove desire. It removes the vehicle.

The real work begins when you stop asking, “How do I get there?” and start asking, “What was I really trying to feel?”

Connection. Scale. Meaning. Contribution.

Dreams evolve when you stop defending their form.