What’s wrong with dreaming?

Cyprus! What ever idea you may have there is always someone who will come and say:

This will not work in Cyprus.

I am fed up with this mentality we have. Actually somebody planted this in our head since we were kids! Study to pass exams and get good grades so that you can get a good job! GOOD JOB? In what context? Who and what defines good? Is it money? Personal satisfaction? which could definitely triggered by money. What about happiness? Going to work and just being happy. And why call it a job?

Even the word job  sounds like something you would hate. Although quite cliché, my motto is:

Find a job you like so that you never have to work again.

I was just sitting with some friends at home and we were discussing about the stuff we want to do and why we cant do them! We are actually not willing to take the risks. We have been bubbling about it for the past 4 hours. I thought about it over a cigarette in the bone cutting cold outside (because we quit smoking inside the house due to the recent addition in the flatmate list), and after reading between the lines it occurred to me that although we were all patronising each other about the risks and dangers, we were all just saying to ourselves:

Come on MOTHA FUCKAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! Just take the risk and give your dreams a freaking chance!