Where was I going again?

I write this blog today with no remorse or regret, but a lot wiser. In the last months I've experienced life in its most basic form, learning to appreciate people for who they are; and learning to appreciate things for the way they are. I've learned that family and friends are important, but not everything. I've learned that good friendships take a long time to create. My successes, whether personal or public, have been countless, yet my failures and disappointments have felt endless. And here I am today, undefeated, and mundane. My thoughts have become much more grounded as I choose to no longer dream, but to take action. To take action and only dream as I am awake turning it into a reality. My journey has not come to an end, it is still in progress, and I struggle toward it everyday. And although by now I should have lost about 50 lbs, what can I say, life happens. You lose track of things sometimes, but I choose not to allow myself to believe that. For a minute I forgot where I was going but I see it now, I'm on the journey to 200.