(T.E. Lawrence, AKA Lawrence of Arabia)
A man’s goal in life is to pursue his dreams. The bigger they are, the harder it gets. In dreams, we can shape a person. His ideas, vision, his way of life, even his most mysterious secrets. It offers an escape, a solution to all problems in the world. Some dream of a nice car, a villa, winning the lottery, their own island in the Caribbean. How sad. For they are not unrealistic but unoriginal. A sheep following the herd. A dreamer who follows his brains, not his heart.
Dreaming is not for everyone. It can drive a man insane. The pursuit, the chase to ultimately achieve greatness. It can keep you awake forever. An unreachable, unattainable future, shattered into thousands of pieces in front of your very eyes. But fear not, as there’s another night waiting for you to fix what was once was broken and cursed. It’s a process that goes on and on and on. Until one ends alone, in despair and afraid. Because he will never make his dream come true.
It’s such a sad process. Dreamers of the day. For they can’t stop, won’t stop. Until they are stuck on that island they so wished and hoped for. Or their fancy car. Or twenty million on their bank account. Then what? Does the dream vanish? Does it quietly fade away into the dark abyss of one’s mind? Forever gone. What remains is a hollow, empty room in one’s head. A void. No sound. A strange thing happened. The dreamer is betrayed by his own dream.
You see, that’s the thing with dreamers. The continuation. The sequel of the movie Life, Part 1. Was it all worth it? All the sleepless nights, the labour, the alienation of loved ones. It seems like the chase is always better than the catch. A dream is made to grow hope, to evaluate and reflect your very own existence. A reason to survive each and every day. People without dreams are poor. They walk around clueless in the streets.No one can help them but themselves.
I choose a dream that not only gives me chills before, but also after the event. A thrilling chase, an unforgettable catch and a happy life afterwards. No emptiness. Compare it with a puzzle which is still missing a piece. Now you’ve finally attained that one vital piece, the puzzle is now complete and proudly hanging on your wall. A memory.
“For they may act their dreams with open eyes, to make it possible. This I did”. I followed your advice Lawrence, I hope I won’t disappoint you. After my first passage in Rome in July 2012, I’m back. Back for more. I missed out on the action once, I vowed I will not make that mistake again. On Sunday I will repay my debts to the city and Associazione Sportiva Roma.
For this is what I am: A dreamer of the day. And this is what I’ll do: I will turn a dream into a memory.
Chievo, I’m coming for you.