Some claim that dreams are better than the reality we live in, but I beg to differ.
Dreams, in essence, are a manifestation of our subconscious' desires. Dreaming these things we long for, provides us with this feeling of success, hope and satisfaction. It may all seem to be euphoric and tranquilising, but the accomplishment dreams bring about, come hand in and with a major downfall; dreams are scripted, predetermined. It's as though we are trapped, confined in this dimension we cannot escape no matter how much we struggle and try to inch away from it. We are paralysed in a world our minds have stewed up for ourselves. Reality however, provides us with mobility, liberty, the power to make choices and decisions. And if we play our cards right and learn from mistakes we make along the way, results in the true notion of success, hope, satisfaction and accomplishment. The concept of reality lets us map out our own lives; make what we want of it. And that I guess, could be deemed the true beauty of reality.
