Full or Filled?

I think everyone just finally gets to a point in their lives where they are like ‘really? Is that it?’

Time is zooming by so fast and those childhood dreams still dance in my head, taunting for me to achieve them.

Sure, I’ve had some success via recognition, awards and accolades but that hasn’t translated into success, money or continued work. It feels like those things are just hot air, and like a balloon filled with hot air, it must come down.

So do those dreams matter?

If you look around the space you are in right now, what of all this is going to last?

Last through time, through aging and through war.

Will any of this matter?

Yet somehow this feeds the fire, and fuels forging forward.

But is this somewhat futile?

In the end, are you full, or filled?