Everybody has got dreams in their life.
His dream is to become a millionaire, her dream is to travel the globe and their dream is to live a simple lifestyle.

And sometimes in life, your not-so-common-dream will be laugh at.
Sometimes, no one in the world believe in your dream. Nobody believe in your plan.
But does it matter? Maybe not as long as you believe in yours.

Why lead an ordinary life when we’re all gonna die at the end anyway. When no one escapes death.
I truly admire those who dare to dream, those who not only dream but dare to do things in a different way, who dare to take the road less/not taken, who dare to make things happen.
I admire their bravery, their guts. How they do not give a care in the world and do what they like, what they wish, and what makes them happy.

Let others be a step in front of you, or few steps if they may in terms of position or the money they get to earn.
I believe that as long as we’re all alive, chances will always be there for us to catch up and be a few steps ahead in return if you wish. Nothing is permanent.
But again does being in whatever position matters that much?
Might not be much to me.
I do not mind being slow. I do not mind earning a little less.
Because all that I want is to do what I like, feed my inner soul and be happy.

I do not in a million years want to regret on what I did not do and years down the road all that I can ask myself is ‘what ifs’.
I do not want ‘what ifs’ in my life.
There are indeed a few things which I regretted for not doing in life and it pulls me down because I know that I can never turn back time.

There’s a whole lot of rational thinkers out there but I’m sure I’m not one of them.
I’m just force to be one because of the voices around me, which I hate.
I am irrational. I am a dreamer. And I’ll continue being a person like such until one fine day where I get to prove to myself that I am right for trusting no one but me.

For I know that some of the greatest, most successful or happiest person who ever live on earth are irrational thinkers.

For people who laughed at me for going to Melbourne for 3 months; I learned how to cook, I learned how to take care of a house, I learned about Melbourne and their culture, I experienced something different, I experienced Autumn, and so much more.
And most importantly, I am happy, I feel contented, and it open up my vision.

In that 3 months, what have you learned and experienced?

Anyone can crash my dream in their mind, but no one can crash my dream in my mind.
I want to take the road less taken and I want to promise myself that I will.