those things we call dreams

once again another creation by me, it's pretty!

everyone has them. those little hopes and dreams that we hold on to so tightly. i wonder how many people towards the end of their lives actually have achieved any of them. i wonder how many of those things we do achieve are worth it in the long run. now i'm no philosopher or anything, but still i wonder and question.

i think it's so funny how people will make new year's resolutions and break them within the first week or so. nearly everyone seems to put down "exercise more" or "lose weight" and yet very few are willing to do what it takes, are willing to give up something to have something. this year is the first year that i can remember that i have actually kept my new year's resolution. well, actually it wasn't a resolution really. more of a simple decision. one day in the first week of this year, i just decided that i wanted to start running. and i did. since then i go running four days a week and sometimes less and sometimes more. but consistently four days a week. it was like when i decided to stop biting my finger nails, i just... stopped. maybe it's just me? i think i came to a point when one desire (to start running or stop biting my nails) overcame my other desire (sitting around or biting my nails). lol. i wonder what it's like for other people?

i wonder why people do somethings and not others? like why some people will never make their dreams reality and won't even try? and yet others turn their hopes into living things. i wonder what the difference is for each person. maybe conflicting values, other hopes, or responsibilities? the list certainly could go on. maybe they weren't real dreams or real hopes at all, maybe they were just wishes.