It is odd how you sometimes feel dissappointed and dissoriented without an apparent reason. I guess its not really odd, its just frustrating. When you’re young you dream and that’s a good thing. You look at your parents life and, most of the time think I won’t become the same. While getting older you fight and struggle to differ but at some point it just doesn’t seem to matter how much you wanted or worked for it, its just gone.
At that point when its lost you either accept it or fight the reality. Through accepting that you dreams were probably not realistic you have a chance to aim for something more practical. What is that though?