Loser's Paradise

The thing about hopes and dreams is that they paint a picture of perfection. It is the vision of an end state. All the lovely things that will happen to you just because. One does not include the back-breaking effort or the things one will painfully give up to fulfill dreams. After all, dreams are only meant to inspire. The rest is reality's job. And when reality does its job, your hopes and dreams crumble. How come...you did some stuff...why doesn't the dream happen already? You hide in a cocoon of sympathy, you are amazing because you now sympathize with all the people who are miserable for the exact same reasons that you are. You have figured out many things about what is truly wrong with this world. Bravo! You stay in the cocoon until you have developed enough distance from reality. And then, you dream afresh.