Tangled Dream

Have you watched "Tangled" yet? Wait, stupid question. Of course you have. Who hasn't? If you haven't then today is your lucky day. I've often been told that I spoil movies too much. Ahem, allow me to demonstrate. Flynn's real name is Eugene Fitz Herbert. Max's real identity is a dog reincarnated as a horse. (Totally not true, but I deducted so.) Rapunzel turns into a brunette. Gothel turns to dust. Frying pans make the best weapons. Everybody but Gothel (duh) lives happily ever after. The end.

Oops. 

I re-watched it recently as a reward for surviving three out of four finals (though, I can't say I did as well as I hoped on one of them. Grr.) Can you guess which scenes are my favorite? (Hint: There's two.) Don't know? It's okay, I was gonna tell you anyway. The first part is the moment right before Rapunzel's parents light the lantern and the dad totally cries. Ugh. Where my Kleenex at... The second part is, you guessed it, the lantern scene. Actually, I don't think I ever cried during that scene but blaaah, I just love it. Who can resist that warm ambiance?!1! Anyway, I'm totally off topic. If you have watched the movie, rewind back to that part right before the lanterns fill the sky and 'Punzel tells Eugene that she's basically waited all her life for this moment and suddenly she's scared that it won't live up to her expectation. Blah blah blah. Of course it'll live up to her expectation, Eugene snorts, because how can thousands of lanterns floating in the sky not live up to your expectation?!! But Rapunzel tells him she's unsure of what exactly will happen next if it does. Good ol' Eugene assures her that it'll be okay because she'll find a new dream.

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That got me thinking. I don't know if I've ever had a point in my life where I've waited for something so long and see it come true. Then I wondered, is it because I don't dream big enough or because I dream too big? 

Yeah, I know what you're thinking: You have got to be kidding me, right? You want to have a cheesy fairy tale moment just because some princess in La La Land has hers? 

Well, yes and no. I don't know... It's not a matter of how I don't have any future goals etc., because I do, even if they look like mere shadows right now. It's more like I don't really have a specific dream I want to live out. Sure, I'd love to travel to random places over the globe and experience more sights and sounds. Sure, I'd love to find Mr. Charming, get married, have a handful of kids, and die at ninety-eight with all my ducks lined in the row. Sure, I'd like to have a "successful" life with a great job and fantastic friends. What sane, normal person wouldn't want the same things? I'll be wherever life takes me and makes me. No problem. It's just that there's no one that I wish to be when I grow up or some job I'd die for. There's nothing that I pine for and would try to work all my life to achieve. If there was something I could dream about, I'm not sure it's worth fighting for. 

Oh Ariel, you'd say, every dream is worth fighting for!

Gross. Look who's being cheesy now. But in all seriousness, I guess to some people there are definitely dreams worth fighting for. The point is, it's for them. Every person has their own dream and their own hills to climb and demons to wrestle with. I'm sure I've got my own somewhere. I just don't think I've found it quite yet. Do people find their passion as they go along with life? Do they just find something and be like, "Oh hey, yeah! I was born to be here and do this!" I don't know.. that would be nice, wouldn't it? Just knowing what you wanted and chasing it down to your heart's content from the get-go...but I suppose, some dreams change in the process. They morph from one thing into another. You can't really tell. And maybe some dreams are born from breaking boundaries and barriers. Like Bruce Wayne becoming Batman when he overcame his fear of bats. Actually, I doubt he wished to be Gotham's hero as a kid, but I suppose it morphed into reality when his parents were killed and life handed him Batarangs and a butt-kicking vehicle. Sigh. (How did I get from sweet 'Punzel to nitty-gritty Bat?) The point I'm trying to make is that I THINK I NEED TO FIND A DREAM. Right? Maybe it doesn't really matter... After all, dreams do not equate to life purposes or goals. So, does it really matter?! Yes. Yes, it does. Dreams give wings to hope. (It's the other way around, isn't it?) And humanity thrives on hope. Bottom line: Find a dream. Make sure it's bloody worth it. Chase it down. 

<cue cheesy heartfelt music> and at last I see the liiiiight, and it's like the fog has lifted!

Yeaaap, finals has been seriously screwing with my mind. Sane Ariel will return next week. I promise. Wait, no I can't. I still have one more exam next week.We shall see. For now I bid adieu. Farewell sanity, it was nice knowing you.