I have to live in a world where things are possible.

The part of me that lives beyond all other things needs to live in possibility- in a chance that things, good things, must still lay ahead. Without that I lose all will to participate in the world, to bother waking up or getting out of bed. Without the belief in the potential of the future I cease to care about living beyond today. Now, to show other people that there are things to hope for

Even though what is happening isn’t as ideal as promised, you swallow it because its reality. Just be thankful that at one point, it gave you hope for something you’ve always dreamed.