Buried Dreams

Time and again I think why have I stopped being open to people, open to ideas. 2006 was the year I completed my graduation and I was lost in thoughts then as I am now. But I wasn't confined. I had a fresh lot of ideas pouring in my head each morning. Dreams, desires all crazily revolved around me. My little dairy wasn't enough to take in all of it then.
But now almost four years into a job, I feel the difference. Each morning I wake up, brush bath eat and rush. The only sounds I hear now are the mute clicks of mouse and keys tapped on hundreds of computer around me, all day long.
I hadn't realized this. But it hits hard when this thing called 'realization' come. All my long forlorn wishes came rushing back into my mind. So, desperate for a change, I have been frantically groping around me for any bastion that I can hold onto. Anything even remotely helping me dissolve a minuscule of my unbounded dreams was most welcome.Lately, I enrolled into the red cross, took part in causes that interested me, no matter how small or how big. It was not long before I realized that it was not into computers that I could find what I have been wanting for so long. Since then I have been applying for courses that could help me feel good. Lets see how much I survive with so many things going around me. Atleast I have started before it would end. It helps me smile now and I can look forward to each day and not dare not to dream, but dare to resuscitate all my lost desires. I have found myself again.