NEW DREAMS... NEW DESTINY...

When is "enough"... enough?
How thin can you actually stretch yourself before you finally snap?

I've never had a full understanding of how this world works (financially) until the later half of 2008. And now that I do, I feel as though I've become just a tad-bit too excessive in my enthusiasm for business. Even my hobbies transform into potential money-making ideas. Gift and a curse?

My desire to "MAKE IT" is vast enough to fuel each aspiration equally, without any neglect. However, I tend to find myself changing into something that I am not quite sure how to define as of yet. Music, Art, Design... any and all forms of my creativity willfully submits and becomes a slave to the new-born capitalist within... and I'm not complaining either. From Carhart vests, hoodies, Timb's, and 3XL white-T's... to high-end stripe button-downs, Italian loafers, and Trilby hats... I feel like a new man with a new goal in life: TO PROVE TO THE WORLD THAT IT CAN BE DONE. I have no "limelight" shining upon me... I have no extraordinary gift. I don't know everything about anything... but I know "enough" about a lot.

::PAUSE::

On a more personal note:
I had a bizzare dream come to me early this morning. I'm walking this long hall of broken mirrors, dimly lit by a glare off in the distance. I continue to walk, for what seems to be an eternity, until the light becomes so bright that I am blinded. Once the light ceases, I try to focus. That's when, all of a sudden, I'm no longer in the darkened hallway, but in the foyer of this grand, marble-floored mansion, accompanied by all of my closest friends and family. Time stops... and I awaken. I don't know why I woke up... there was no dangerous threat or exillerating situation occuring during the moment of awakening. Not to mention that this was the first dream that I could remember to a "T".

I don't think it was a dream of fantasy... but perhaps one of destiny.
I walk the dark path alone in order to reach the things I desire the most: riches, family, and friendship. And these are the things that will define me... not some mirror image of what I currently look like.

We shall see, won't we?