What happened to the dream?

She was sure there used to be a dream. When she was young, her dreams were unattainable. She wanted to be an archaeologist, a writer, a traveler, a photographer. Of course, she couldn’t afford those, so she went down another path. Fast forward to now, her dreams were still unattainable. She wanted to sleep in, not feel so tired, sad, depressed, unfocused, and most of all, forgotten. Somewhere along the way, her dreams had changed. Her therapist told her they hadn’t gone away. They are just buried, she said. Hmm…how did one dig up old dreams? 🤎-amr