Dreams are a complicated concept. Everyone has one dream or another, whether it is to become a famous singer, a professional athlete, or maybe even a traipse artist. What makes dreams so complex is that dreaming to much can alter your reality, can even ruin your life. But with no dreams, comes no inspiration, which is not a way to live ones life. What really inspires me is people like my father, he told me ever since he was young he dreamt of becoming a country doctor, coming from a kid from Brooklyn this was a big dream. Now he is living his dream.
My dream may be a simple one, but to me it is more important than one might think. I have a passion for skateboarding; ever since 6th grade I have been hooked. Nights, weekends, even my senior prom, I have given to skateboarding. The freedom is uncanny; I almost consider it an art form.
Unlike sports, skateboarding has no restrictions, no coaches, no teammates; it's just you, your board, and the world. I cannot even count the hours I have spent riding my board, just the feeling of just riding, and progressing has given me something that nothing else has.
Now my dream is not to become a professional skateboarder, like the other 3 out of 5 people who skate. I feel it is above that, just to be able to ride my board, until arthritis permits me otherwise, is what I dream to do. It is hard for me to say whether or not this dream will come true, because I don't know what will happen to me 20 years from now or even tomorrow. I guess I'll just have to take that risk.