I've always been someone who believes in having dreams and living life to fulfill them. Reach for the stars and all that. 
That was until recently when I had a dream shattered in to a million pieces and through no-ones fault but my own. 
This leads me to the question, does having dreams inevitably lead to heartbreak? Is it realistic to aim high and dream big or are you just setting your self up for a fall?

I'll get over it soon hopefully. Besides, when one door closes another one opens right? Maybe I'll go for a totally different looking door this time round...

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