Dreamer or Positive Realist?

 When you have so much to say but it just won't come out. Lately I've felt like that quite a bit. I'll have these amazing moments of inspiration and seconds later it'll be like it never happened. Recently many things have been on my mind, such as moving out, school, work, bills, but mostly my hopes and aspirations. I've been so focused on everything but what I want lately that I haven't been able to let my creativity out. I haven't been doing much of anything later. I'm starting this blog in hope that maybe it'll bring back happy me. The me who could freely dream.  Although being a dreamer means that it, whatever it is, might never happen and that what you want is far from your grasp. Maybe I am a realist. Maybe not your average realist, but instead one who believes that moving to New York and becoming a writer is a plausible idea. That maybe the fact that I want to move to Colorado just for the mountains isn't as crazy as I thought. That maybe I will start my own dessert shop after college. I'm just tired of hearing that so many things I want to do are impossible, or dumb, or they won't bring me any money. Today that changes. No longer will I think of the what-if's or the should-have's, because they will simply not exist.