Who is chasing who?

It is hard to tell who is chasing who if the 2 are running in a closed circle. Let me introduce you to my Best friend for years, He was always there for me when I needed him the most, the kind of friend who always look out for you. Of course like all of us he wasn’t perfect. Not the general untidy guy or a good liar no. A great enemy of my dreams.

Let me say he always convinced me to forget about everything and settle for a standard life. There is nothing wrong with standard life except having to switch off your dreaming part of the brain. That sound impossible because it is impossible, if you have never been haunted by your dreams, thumps up you never tried to hide away from them. Now I decided look this friend of mine is a good guy, but we cannot hang out together anymore and that was final. Weeks went by and I didn’t miss him that much, it was a great experience.

I always remembered his words though “dreams won’t put food on the table and always offer an unsecured future.” My friend suggested I should get a job buy a car like everyone and forget about my dreams. It sounds safe, at least to some degree it is. Did I just hear my boss say Mr Sekele your services with our Company have to be cut short. I am hit by a train.

“I COULD LET THESE DREAM KILLERS KILL MY SELF-ESTEEM OR USE MY ARROGANCE AS THE STEAM TO POWER MY DREAMS.” ~Kanye West (Last Call)

This guy was the first to pitch and assure me things will be alright, the problem is he was still giving me the old same advice “get a job and forget about your dreams”. I told him not this time, my life have to take a different turn now. It started to feel like I was running away from him with no intentions of losing him, constantly looking back to see if he was still on my trail. The chase turned in to a cycle I ran away but looked over my shoulder hoping he was still following me . In short I never ran away from him, I just put on a show. One day I ran in the direction of my dreams, started showing seriousness in pursuing this dream. When I looked back he was not there, finally am free from the cycle run.

I escaped from my dear friend, His real Name is Comfort Zone

Artcile by Dimo wa Moraswi Sekele

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