They always say California is for dreamers, but I am starting to believe it is not truly dreaming we are doing. Instead, I think we may be wishing, hoping, for our lives to be the way people perceive it to be on TV. Expectations are getting the better of us, and all they do is bring us down. We begin to isolate, withdraw, sometimes even attack. Feeling like the life we should be living is always watching our back. Everything we do to try and achieve it seems like it takes us farther from the goal, to the point where we think maybe what we want isn’t something we actually know. With failure and defeat, we pick ourselves up. Start again, anew, an endless cycle of being in a rut. Dreaming, believing, hoping, and wishing maybe one day we will finally get far enough.