I am in a state where I am afraid of being mediocre; I am working currently in a place filled with issues but with lots of warmth. As I stare blankly at the screen, doing what I am paid to do…I wonder about my other parts of dream, the places I am investing in by being in this state.

It isn’t easy working towards a goal/ a dream when it seems like time is catching up and drowning every part of excitement/hope. As pay cheques and other types of “security blanket” are starting to set foot on my doorway, I am worried that one day, my “dreams” would never come true, as promptly as I have nonchalantly planned.