Dreams

Dreams- things that seemed possible when you were young, and which then tasted reality. Not many stand the test of time, and in some cases, none do. Is our life forever guided by these changes is the question. And the answer is what we are all looking for.
Its so difficult to write at times. How I long for the days when words flow naturally, and thoughts stumble over each other to catch attention. Someone was telling me some days back that all great authors are gifted. Thats the good life. You do something which is effortless and you get paid for it. But is it. I might not write well but I can well associate with the frustrations that come when you just cant. But then we all live for the days that we can. And they are what make life what is is meant to be.
Is that the way a cynic would think....
Wonderingly yours