Is it okay to dream high?

Without realizing, we are already reaching the middle of July. I'll be nineteen soon at November and I thought to myself that I have reached the end of my teenage years. At nineteen, I'll be considered as an adult. There will be no more making excuses and I will have to figure out ways to come up with extra money for myself in college. 

A lot happened this year. There's a lot of firsts that I experienced. For example, first time riding on an inter-provincial train, first time going to Malang, first time going on a long trip with my friends. I also made my own first photoblog this year. My first paypal account only days earlier before today. First graduation without mom and many more firsts that I can't even remember. We haven't even reached the end of the first half of 2014. 

As these experiences matures me, I can't help to think of more infinite possibilities of experiences that I'm going to get when I'm twenty, or twenty-five, or even thirty. I am really looking forward to the people who I will be sharing the privilege of having these experiences with me, good ones and bad ones, no exception. I can't wait to grow up and be the woman of whom I'm expecting myself to bloom into. 

Of course, with this much expectation, I am highly at risk for disappointing myself, falling far on the cold hard ground of reality. Because I know that things won't always turn out the way you expect them to. Nevertheless, I am expecting this long hard fall, mostly because I have been dreaming sky-high since I was a little girl. Only a few of my childhood dreams came true, and it's okay. I know now that it's due to my lack of bravery to do something about it, but hey, all success come from dreams, right? It's the first tiny step if you want to achieve something, which is to dream, about anything that you want in your life. Regardless of the result, the efforts will be paid off in the future, you just have to wait patiently and have faith in redemption.