Did obesity rob me of my dreams?

Aug 02, 2010

I had a very interesting conversation with a wise person yesterday.  During our conversation, the topic of goals/dreams came up and I realized that I don't have any dreams now.  When I was younger, I had many dreams and contemplating them provided countless hours of happy anticipation.  I'm not sure when my dreams died, but there is probably a direct causal link to my weight as it increased over the years.  The extra weight suffocated me in many ways.

Obesity is a clever thief.  I hadn't even realized that it had stolen my dreams until they had been gone for a long time.  By the time I became aware that they were no longer in my possession, they were nothing more than distant memories in a far corner of my mind.  Obesity crept in when I was most vulnerable physically and emotionally and snatched my dreams away from me effortlessly and without making single sound.

I will reclaim that which is rightfully mine -- my dreams have no value to anyone other than me.  Obesity has an insatiable appetite to take everything good from those it afflicts.  It is driven by greed and the desire to leave its victims with nothing more than despair and poor health.

So I'm going to revisit having dreams again.  It is time to awaken that which has been dormant for too long and to take back what obesity stole from me.  I know one dream I have is to travel and see much of the world.  There are certain mystical places that have always fascinated me -- Easter Island, Stonehenge, and Machu Pichu are some of them.  I intend to see those places and explore them thoroughly!

There now, I have identified one clear dream.  I hope that many more will follow.

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