So here we are.
Guys, Boyfriends, Husbands, Fathers, Weekend Warriors.
Probably a very last generation of those who used to run in childhood with sticks fighting trolls in a courtyard, who organised water balloon battles against those stinkers from the neighbouring block , who wrestled in sand, got their knees bruised while climbing trees.
We were the last ones to avoid, the omnipresent stigma of virtual reality. And our heads were filled with dreams.
Big, epic dreams.
You can become anyone you want to, we were told. Rock star, general, football player. Fucking astronaut.
Just go ahead and believe that. Its is in our guys, warriors DNA, after all. To reach for the heights, to climb the highest peak (and then drop your pants down and pee from the top).
When I was a kid I wanted to be a pirate. Or world famous writer.
I have always pictured myself rolling through life accompanied by an elevating soundtrack like in oscar winning movie, carrying a bloodstained armor, waving to crowds of fans with my left hand and giving autographs with the other, flying into space, preventing alien invasion, shitting with epicness.
And here I am, staring eleven hours per day at the numbers on the screen, rolled into the wheels of humongous corporate machine, changing diapers by night, dreading the invasion of bills by the end of the month.
I am Husband, Father, Breadwinner. Manager. Weekend Warrior.
And sometimes I find it hard to distinguish myself from a zombie. Does it have to be, that dream of greatness come back now only while playing another Witcher game on my PC?
It is time to realise, that we are not ever to drop our childhood dreams, but transcend with them. That we shouldn’t treat life as the ultimate excuse for not living up to our greatest ambitions. A key to success is to pursue passions in spare time, while cherishing every moment of our daily struggles.
And remember you Fathers – having a family to care for is not only source of strength to face life adventures, but it’s an adventure itself.
I am a father and I am a warrior.
And I am living my quest in my daily experiences.
In my journeys, adventures, battles in the arena of everyday life. In stories told through the eyes of someone who despite coming of age, still lives his childhood dreams. Dreams of fighting trolls, climbing skyscrapers, reaching the heights of heights.
If you ever felt, that life is more, than a repetitive cycle of daily responsibilities, I am sure you will find yourself in some of my stories, if not all of them.
So, hey!… Join me on the epic quest called life.
/Post from my archived blog “Sword in the woods”/