We stop evolving when we stop dreaming. Your imagination needs exercise too. Get back to the kid inside of you to ignite your passion – all while adulting.
Ah to be young (really, really young) again. They say youth is wasted on the young. An entirely depressing sentiment to be sure but it turns out that without actively pursuing an alternate ending, ‘they’ could very well be right.
I would venture that if you were to dig deep into the recesses of your brain, beyond the catalog of terrible song lyrics (Lou Bega’s ‘Mambo No. 5,’ anyone?), all the sing-songy ingredients of a Big Mac, and truly use your imagination, you’d likely find the dreams and aspirations of your youth past.