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7/30/18

Your dreams are smothered by your circumstances. Curtis Martin said these words in an NFL documentary about his life; the Hall of Fame running back rose above his specific circumstances - living in a violent Pittsburgh neighborhood - to become the fourth-leading rusher in league history. Certainly, we all have dreams. Some are grander than others, but they exist nonetheless. Circumstances can definitely smother some of those dreams, too. Circumstances, like dreams, vary from person to person. In Curtis Martin's case, his circumstances could have easily resulted in his early death. Not all circumstances are that dire or dramatic.

Some dream-smothering circumstances could be mental, emotional, or physical blocks. A man in a wheelchair with a full-leg cast on, for instance, would have to forestall his dreams of becoming a world-class runner. Some dreams are smothered so much by depression that those dreams no longer exist. In those cases, the circumstances could become so smothering the people in those circumstances may not have any dreams at all. Or, perhaps, it only seems that way; the smothering could create a perception of dreamlessness.

There is also a difference between dreams and plans. Maybe circumstances smother dreams by making difficult the plans to achieve dreams. Circumstances may make plans so difficult as to put dreams on hold or, even worse, discourage a person from dreaming altogether. Perhaps, there are blocks around certain steps in plans that make dreams seem impossible, so instead of giving up on the dreams themselves, one may just give up on trying to achieve the dreams. Thus, dreams might not be necessarily smothered, but may be shrouded instead, destined to be dreams alone and never anything more.

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