The Beauty of Dreams

Hello friends and strangers alike,

This is the first post on a blog that has been dormant for some time. Not that anyone has noticed, nor would I expect them to. This blog has never really been alive, more of a pipe dream that never got off the ground. A poor soul that was doomed from birth and left to fall into ashes. Luckily, this particular blog happened to be a phoenix, and so it has arisen from said ashes as something better, and hopefully more prosperous. Before we get into semantics, let me tell you a bit about myself.

My name is Bradley Ramsey, and I am a writer. You wouldn't think much from that statement, but I have indeed penned works that reside in the unknown halls of my computer hard drive and more so in my mind. I've self published stories, I've written articles, and I've worked freelance, but I've never known the fame or fortune of my contemporaries, and that's quite alright. I don't do this because I want money, or glory, or fame. I do this because I have to. Writing is an intrinsic part of me, the lining of my soul and the reason I exist. I have been gifted with the desire, the imagination, and the will to create entire worlds from nothing. I am the catalyst for stories.

Writing is more than a passion or a hobby for me. It's a dream. A goal that you chase relentlessly. It is truly a shame that everything in this world requires money because I would love to simply quit all my day jobs and just write because it makes me happy. I've been searching for a place, or a person who would help me in this endeavor. I almost had one dear readers. Almost, but not quite. I had been interviewed and called to write for a job where I would be referred to as a "Creative Writer." Quite the upgrade from my current full time job as a "Assistant Store Manager."

I waited, pushing through my grueling shifts at work for the last two weeks, only to find out today that someone else has been chosen over me. In this line of work, being disappointed is something you should expect, and be used to. If you can't handle the rejection, you'll just find yourself slowly turning inward until all you can do is hate from within, and it will constantly reverberate until you've convinced yourself that you can't write. But that's the thing, anyone can write, and everyone dreams.

It hurt, knowing that I'm stuck in this realm of retail for another undisclosed amount of time. It hurt worse than most things I've felt lately, and I've been trampled by my sixty pound dog Jak more times than I can count. This isn't the end though, but it could be. This is where I make a decision. On one hand, I can give up and let this dream shrivel and die just like this blog did so long ago.

On the other hand, I can take this defeat, this scar upon my body and use it as a stepping stone. I have been defeated, but not destroyed. The true test of a person is getting up when they've been knocked down. I'm still standing world, and nothing is going to stop me. Which brings me to the point of my post. A quote, from yours truly that I hope gets you through those tough times the way it helps me get through mine. Call me pretentious or what have you, but it's my blog and I sincerely wish to deliver whatever wisdom I can conjure for the people who have come here to read my thoughts. Here it is:

"The beauty of Dreams, is that they cannot die unless you let them. So long as you have hope and desire in you heart, your Dreams will follow you to the ends of the earth. And one day, you'll find them, only you won't be sleeping anymore." 

                     


Keeping chasing those dreams my friends. I know I will.

Sincerely,
Bradley Ramsey