2nd jan 2007 what do do when a dream is dashed?

i'm slobbering today, though i'm also finishing de soto's mystery of capital.

which reminds me of the times when we were so idealistic, genuinely thinking we could change the world when we had no idea what we wanted to. haha. empty idealism has now been replaced by reality. haha. but the spirit still remains though very much diminished? haha. where did the days go? and now they exist only as vague imageries, fainter than shadows, now in a past so rarely visited.

how do we move on, when we realise that our dreams were just dreams? where once our passions made us apart from others, when we thought our dreams were all-too-real... and for a while, we become like soulless wanderers in the city, drifting with purpose, haunted by the ghost of our dreams. and when its so hard to find a cause to move on with.

i'm a techno-idiot, not a full participant of this world or web 2.0 or whatever phenomena. i just want to get on with my life, my real life in the real world, creating real changes.