To Dwell On Dreams And Forget To Live 소설 & 이야기

“ First of all I would like to take this opportunity to thank God for giving me lights and providing me with the right path, every one of you probably knows how asshole I am, how bully I am and how troublemaker I was, but that was pass then, always remember that BEHIND YOU, are all your memories, BEFORE YOU are all your dreams, AROUND YOU are all who love you and WITHIN YOU is all that you ever need. Also, I’ve learned from my mistakes that it is impossible to live without failing at something unless you live so cautiously that you might as well not have lived at all-- In which case you fail by default, did you guys understand what I am pointing at?” I asked “ NO?” They shouted “ Me too” We

“I am in my old age already, so I want to enjoy life in every way I can,” “I want to fulfill my dream and enjoy everything greediness, never give me the chance to enjoy,” “I want to go into hiding. I want to venture to a far away place. If possible, live as if I don’t exist.” “If that’s what you want, I promise you I and Bastian will help fulfill your dreams.”

She took her hand and spoke in a low concerned voice, “Daughter, I see that your dreams are going heavy on you”, she was trying to mask her panic by controlling her nerves, “But, we cannot hold onto them too strongly, we can just think of them as random dreams, we can't apply them to our daily life, dreams are just an illusion, we must keep it up to its limit of being just a mere creation of the mind, we must follow our heart, And go in that direction. . .

And this scent. I should be focused on his response. Something about dreams not always being memories, sometimes messages. But my eyes drift, just for a second, to his chest where the glasses hang. Broad and strong. If I could just undo the next button. And the one after that. And maybe the one after that too. Get it together, Elowen. I lean back into my chair to calm my nerves and get a better look at him, maybe actually focus on what he’s saying. “Maybe you’re right,” he murmurs, his voice quieter now. “But sometimes dreams force us to confront things we’d rather forget.”

Would he be disappointed upon hearing it didn't? "No...And I don't think they're returning anytime soon..." "What makes you think that?" I haven't experienced any flashbacks, nor have I had any dreams since I woke up. Dreams can symbolize fleeting memories or ideals, narrate stories of aspirations, and occasionally invoke fear. Over the recent nights, I didn't encounter any vibrant visual experiences during sleep. I believed my slumber was simply genuinely tranquil, but what if that assumption is incorrect? What if I lack the ability to dream? It's possible that I'm overanalyzing, or maybe my focus on this notion was too intense.

"People always talk about how hard it can be to remember things - where they left their keys, or the name of an acquaintance - but no one ever talks about how much effort we put into forgetting. I am exhausted from the effort to forget... There are things that have to be forgotten if you want to go on living." - Stephen Carpenter

“My love, they are all gone. No one could have survived that fire. My father would have known by now if anyone had.” “But my dreams... they felt too real,” she murmured, searching for clarity in the fog of her worry. “I don’t understand.” Michael’s expression softened, yet he pressed on with his vision of a brighter future. “They are nothing more than nightmares. You have been through a hell of a lot. It would help if you had time to grieve. Think of what we can create here, Della. An empire, a family, happiness—everything we’ve ever wanted.”

It was obviously helping her get over everything. “I know it’s hard...but you need to move on from that, you need to know that it doesn’t define you. You have an identity of your own. Don’t let it destroy your whole life. It will sure be hard to forget all that, and you don’t need to force yourself. Take one step at a time, be a little stronger and face it. Stop blaming yourself for everything. You are trying your best, and please appreciate that, treat yourself a little better. I hope you can be happier in your life.” She held her hand and Eli smiled softly.

“Not everyone gets to meet a rock star. Maybe it’s a sign.” “A sign of what?” “That you need something exciting in your life.” “I already have enough excitement—broken bones, crying patients, and caffeine.” “Still,” Audrey said softly, “you work too much. You should let yourself feel something once in a while. You deserve it.” Eva smiled, though her eyes stayed on the rain-streaked window. “Maybe.. someday.” “Promise me you’ll try,” Audrey said. “Try to live, not just work.” “Sure,” Eva replied.

🌊🔥 CHAPTER 13🔥🌊 QUOTE; Live the life of your dreams; Be brave enough to live the life of your dreams according to your vision and purpose instead of the expectations and opinions of others. - - - - - Waking up the next morning while Alvara was still asleep, Hudson brushed his teeth and took his bath before going back to sleep since he didn’t know what else to do and Alvara isn’t waking up any time soon.