You wake up one morning and realize that you are just going through motions of life. You go to work every morning. You take care of the children. You drop off your shirts at the dry cleaners to be pressed and your car at the repair shop for needed maintenance. You grab something for dinner on the way home and maybe even stop for an overnight dvd from Redbox. There are of course ballgames to attend and workouts at the gym that are squeezed in somewhere. In some cases, all of these events are being duly posted on facebook, or shared on twitter.
You wake up one morning and realize that something has died. The dreams and ambitions that you once held dear have been cast aside. The realties of life have impeded the process of reaching those goals. Doctor bills or home repairs have gobbled up the resources set aside for tuition at the university. The daily grind has drained the life out of the dreams that you could clearly articulate to those closest to you a decade or two ago.
You wake up one morning and realize that it is a tragedy to simply go through the motions of life. It is time for change. It is a time to think out of the box. Reordering priorities gets top billing. There is more to life than participating in routines that have the potential to become meaningless.
You wake up one morning and realize that it is time to breathe new life into the vision you once held for your life. Dreams respond well to internal CPR. But such internal CPR is hard work. It requires a different way of thinking. It necessitates risk and faith.
You wake up one morning and realize that something inside of you has been revived. But once the internal CPR is completed, a change in lifestyle becomes paramount. Engrained habits must come to the surface and be considered for possible eradication. You dare to dream again. And you realize that a tragedy has been averted, because what was dying inside of you now lives again.