One more to go

I just woke up and had a crazy dream. But I'm not talking about the kind of dream we have while sleeping. I'm talking about dreams in the bigger sense—our ambitions, visions, and plans for the future that are not real yet, but that we pursue with hope and determination.
A thought crossed my mind:
We often say, "This is my dream." But what if that dream is not the ultimate thing we are meant to become? What if it is only one possibility among many? We may work tirelessly and eventually achieve it, but what if we were meant for something even greater—or simply something different?
To make this easier to understand, consider my own situation. I am a Computer Science student. As a CS student, I am expected to become skilled in programming, artificial intelligence, machine learning, mathematics, research, and many other areas that I have not yet explored.
But who am I beyond that?
Who am I as a film director?
Who am I as the manager of a small emerging company?
Who am I as a monk?
Who am I as a humble shopkeeper?
Who am I as the Prime Minister of a country?
Who am I as an actor, a writer, a teacher, or something else entirely?
Each of these lives contains a different version of me. Some of those versions may never exist, yet they all seem possible in some way.
We spend so much time trying to discover what we want to become that we rarely stop to ask a deeper question: How many different people could we become?
Perhaps our dreams do not define us. Perhaps they are only the paths we happen to notice. There may be countless other versions of ourselves hidden behind choices we never make.
Have you ever thought about this? How many lives are sleeping inside a single person?

Life can only be understood backwards; but it must be lived forwards.

Not everyday is a blessing , somedays are a nightmare 😂

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