Dear Aayat,

I’ve been thinking a lot about the curse of a deep mind. It’s a strange thing, really. All those dreams, those fantasies, they start to blend into reality. When I was a kid, all those memories I had, the books I read, the hours spent daydreaming in class—they set my mind on a different path. I see the world in a way most people don’t. For them, life is simple, dreams are mere dreams. For me, the world is a canvas, and I am both the artist and the painting.

It’s exciting, sure, but it’s also paralyzing. How do I pick just one goal when they all seem possible? Most people struggle to find just one dream, to muster the confidence to chase it. I’m stuck with too many dreams, too many paths, and not enough time. Death is always looming, reminding me that I need to choose before I waste all my opportunities.

I carried every emotion I suppressed, every dream I broke, every person I hurt, every drop of blood I splattered—easily. But just because I carried it so well, doesn’t mean it wasn’t heavy. 

Every path I see is lit with possibility, but how do I choose when every road calls my name? My imagination shows me a future where I’m a programmer, an artist, a writer, a musician, a scientist, a business mogul. I can see myself conquering any field. But the more I see, the harder it gets to pick one. The clock is ticking, and every moment of indecision is a lost opportunity.

With willpower, conviction, imagination, anything is possible. But can I choose the right path when all paths look so desirable? It’s like being the smartest man in the world but not knowing which purpose to fulfill. 

Am I stuck because I don’t have a dream or because I have too many?

I wish I had an answer, Aayat. I wish I knew which path to take. But for now, I’m just here, caught between too many dreams, trying to figure out which one is worth chasing.

And then, there’s you. Among all the dreams and possibilities, you are the one constant, the one certainty. You ground me. You make me want to choose, to commit, to build a life with and for you. In a world where I can be anything, you make me want to be the best version of myself. For you.

Yours,

Dad.