Chapter Two: Paint The Dream Into Reality.
I’m getting closer every day, he said, as he poured himself another drink. It’s all coming together piece by piece, and every step of the way is making me feel like a newer, wiser, improved version of myself. It’s weird if you think about it, that yesterday I was a slightly different person and that tomorrow will bring the same effect and push me forward a little more. I’ll be closer to finding it, holding it, feeling, experiencing it, it, the it, the everything that I’m fighting for, what this is all about. I mean, this is what everyone asks for isn’t it? All of it, it’s what everyone wants, what everyone dreams of, what inspires us, what we aspire to have. It’s what we’ve always asked for. And I’m going to have it. You’re holding a diamond, she said, and you don’t even know it yet. You’re holding a key, a solution to the puzzle, an open door to everything. You’re holding it all in the palm of your hand and you can’t even see it. You know if you look at anything too close it’ll always remain dark and impossible to see. Take a step back every time you approach a wall so that you can see over it. You’re shooting for the stars, don’t give yourself a chance to fall. Excellence is not an option, you’re on the hunt for perfection. A perfection that you want, that you’re creating, one that’s going to live through your veins. This dream is your canvas and you’re painting it into reality.