I am a day
dreamer.
The other day
I drove past a garage and suddenly I found myself completely immersed in a
dream of mine.
Okay, it wasn’t
just any garage. It was a building that used to be a garage. It used to be a
Grease Monkey and it has these huge, beautiful garage doors and it’s empty and
big and perfect. Perfect for my café.
I’ve always
wanted my own café/bookstore. Which I
know sounds so dripping with hipsterness that it’s practically dripster,
but I’ve wanted to run and own a café for as long as I remember. I don’t really
know why; no one in my family runs their own business and I’ve never so much as
work in a Starbucks, but it is a dream of mine that I like to entertain on
occasion.
I have a lot
of dreams. Working in a high school. Owning a café. Traveling the world. Being a
writer. Someone once told me that in order to make my dreams come true, I
should pick one and focus on it. But I’m
not sure that’s really a good plan. After all, I spent five years in school
to become a teacher and now I’m not sure that’s what I really want to do (gasp!) I focused so hard on that dream
that the realities of it hit me too fast and too hard and suddenly I don’t
really want anything to do with it.
Someday I’m
going to make all my dreams come true. One
of them already has; I have a published book and I’m working on a second. I
have the man of my dreams playing video games in the same room as me as we
speak.
Hell, I’ve
even got this awesome blog.
Some dreams
do come true.
Challenge to
my Readers:
Follow your
dreams. As many as you want for as long as you want. Make them come true and
let them come to you. Don’t let anyone else tell you how to do it; chances are
they haven’t done it yet either.
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