Great Expectations

Great Expectations

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It’s a beautiful thing to have hopes, dreams and vision, for without a vision or a plan I think people would perish. But is there such a thing as having too much ambition?

Today, I’m surrounded by a generation confused that the hustle to take care of their young families, buy clothes, or post likable pictures, lies in the scheme of the quick come up. We live in a world where instead of living to work, we work to live and that need for money and status kind of drowns out the very things this land was said to be built upon, such as, morals and integrity. We want so bad that we will do anything to get it.

We each have different motives; different reasons for doing what we do and how we do it, but does that justify stealing from your neighbor so that you can be supported? We have misunderstood what it means to really hustle and grind. When I think of hustling I think of 2 jobs, late nights studying for that masters degree, an internship and a meeting with the mayor in the morning. But in these growing times, it’s the “zoe,” the scams, the stealing, the lies and deception. I watch and hear of people going to great lengths for fast cash so that they can reach their goals. But is there no accountability for the lives disrupted on the way there? What bothers me the most is that no one even cares.

I’m seeing how consumed we are in our own ambitions and dreams that there is no second look to the people we step on to get to where we want to be. There’s no one to blame, we are just a part of society so eager to win the race that we’re off before anyone has given directions. Our situations and needs are different, but I think it’s safe to say our end result is the same… to be comfortably happy. I believe we can be, without hurting one another to do it.

I was inspired to write today. I stood right next to a group of seemingly innocent kids on the bus in Staten Island. The incoming rush of new passengers, ringing cellphones, people talking, “normal” public transportation behavior occurred until this girl snatches an older man’s phone right from his hand and runs off the bus. The bus is rattled. The older man wastes no time. He’s out of his seat and out of the back door running after the girl, who is no older than 14, with the gang of her friends chasing after him with alleged crowbars. The bus driver closes the door and pulls off to continue the bus route.

I can’t help but feel like we are losing sight of what it means to really go after our dreams. I think the tough times are seeping into the growing generation, implanting the idea that ambition is doing whatever you have to by any means, even if it means hurting those around you.I don’t have the answers; I admit I’ve been a slave to my dreams as well. I guess the first step in doing better is realizing you have to.

Dangerously in Love…

Dangerously in Love…

Have you ever been so deep in love with someone that the feeling scared you?

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I’ve always questioned the authenticity of love in it of itself. It’s such a complex emotion, that it makes you do things, and say things, and feel so crazy. I think it makes people the craziest, me particularly, because it is the only emotion that I literally cannot control.

I have no say in who it is that I will love, how long I will love that person, and the hardest sometimes has been to pinpoint the very reason(s) why I love that person at all. Love makes me second guess myself, the things that I was once so sure about, the way in which I go about my day or even what it is that I want to say. Love makes me rewrite text messages to not only get whatever it is that I need to say out, but in the way most appealing to the person receiving it. Love makes me cuddle with my phone on the nights I can’t cuddle up with him. Love just… makes me.

It scares me more so than anything just because I’m willing to do and be anything for that person. I’m okay with putting myself aside, if it means that person will be just a little bit happier. But the best part for me is when they don’t even want me to.

I can hardly fully express the way love makes me operate. I guess that’s one of the hidden beauties of love, the simple fact that you just don’t know, but instead you simply…feel. Maybe the term scared is a bit much. Love isn’t so much scary, but instead so bold that depending on the situation it can be intimidating.

If there is anyone out there with a feeling at all similar to mine, I encourage you to take the challenge and love completely. There’s no sense of being afraid of the unknown or intimidating. We were built to last. The worst that can happen is what you thought was love simply wasn’t. But there’s another crazy thing about it… when it’s real, you just know.

-Kiana S.