Am I Going to Kill Myself?

     As terrible as this may sound, I find myself closely resembled by Willy Loman's character in the book. Though I'm sure many people will write that they are related to the characters Happy or Biff the most, I know that deep inside, we are all Willies trying to survive in this harsh world. I would like to believe that the world is not as bad as it seems, and that I will be as successful as I want to be in the future. I want to achieve my own dreams, just like Willy did. I do work hard every day in order to achieve these dreams, and I do my best to stay focused on accomplishing it. The only thing I hate is that Willy cheated on his wife, and that is the main difference between us.
     Though the acceptance of the truth can prove to be difficult to me, I like the fact that I still dream. Too many people have accepted the misconception that their dreams will not come true, and that dreaming will get you nowhere. Yes, I may not end up in the WNBA, but that does not mean that I cannot have the pleasure of envisioning that I will be as successful one day. I would like to think that this world is capable of being kind and forgiving. I remain optimistic in viewing Willy's perception by seeing the light in what he may have seen, instead of believing that he is just an ignorant coward unable of accepting the truth. He is merely trying to be happy. Though I may not be as ignorant of the truth as Willy, and though I do accept the reality of situatons, as much as it may pain me to do so, I still do have that little bit of hope, that little bit of belief in childish dreams' existence in me, and I would not give that up for anything in the world. After all, Walt Disney's vision of Disneyland was laughed at when he mentioned his brilliant idea of creating it to others, and it stands in it's glory today, pointing the finger to all that doubted it's existence in earlier years.