Masters Degree accomplished but now what?
I have reached the end of my journey but the goal I envisioned was nothing but a mirage.
No, not a mirage but something that could have been, a reality that died on the vine of possibilities. A memory of what could have should have but never was, at least not for me.
So now I’m here, where I wanted to be but not where I hoped to be and I can’t help but wonder if I did something wrong? Maybe the act of chasing towards a dream puts too much pressure on it and they get crushed leaving or maybe less possible. Maybe to get the dream reality I chase I need to grasp with less enthusiasm but even then that doesn’t feel right?
I think to one of my idols or maybe rivals who inspires me and is so often misunderstood. Nietzsche spoke of needing some chaos in order to be a dancing star. Which seems odd when you look at him. You wouldn’t expect that bearded philosophy to talk of dance, but he loved dance. He viewed it as one of the greatest expressions of joy and creativity. He believed you needed the storm to dance, or something like that.
