Do you remember when you were younger, when it didn't matter what your goals were but you were absolutely committed to achieving them? They could be as exotic as identifying your superpower or becoming a professional baseball player, or as mundane as memorizing all of the Best Actor Oscar winners in history. (Okay, so maybe that one was just my goal. Achieved, BTW.)
Somewhere along the path of growing up, many of us stop believing that all of our goals and dreams can come true. The idealism of childhood is so terrific, and it's up to us to try and nurture that wide-eyed enthusiasm for as long as we can.
This letter was shared on the internet; it's a list written by a guy's son who was getting ready to start third grade. These goals are fantastic, outlandish, fun, and simple. I hope he's able to achieve at least a few of them. (My favoriteperhaps no surpriseis "become a nerd." Again, achieved.)
Doesn't this make you want to start dreaming again?