John Lennon was really on to something:
You may say that I’m a dreamer
But I’m not the only one
I hope someday you’ll join us
And the world will be as one
These lyrics have been floating around in my head for a few days now. For most of my life, I’ve been a dreamer. I have a fairly vivid imagination and I’ve always been more of a “big picture” thinker than a details, person. But somewhere along the way, I also became a do-er. Probably because I’m a bit ADD and get bored with the same old thing all the time.
The problem is I’ve somehow gotten to a point where my doing is getting in the way of my dreaming. Instead of daydreaming about places I want to see or experiences I want to have, I’m filling up my calendar and making to-do lists. Maybe it’s all part of growing up, but these things sometimes feel more like chores than like fun.
Don’t get me wrong… I like to be busy and I need my lists and schedules to function, but it’s a bit soul-crushing to think I’ve lost my inner dreamer. And I think, as a culture, we’re kind of anti-dreamer. Granted, we like to admire those who “follow their dreams” and become successful, but we’re also usually pretty quick to discount the dreams of others. I don’t know.
What started as a few lines of a song has become a rambling blog post. I hope to be back tomorrow with *much* lighter content…