Dreamer

     Everybody dreams.  Some good, some bad, some about the friends you've had...  some people remember them, some forget.  Sometimes, all before you start a new day.   Sometimes dreams are nightmare time wasters doing nothing more than occupying space in your head without paying rent.  Sometimes the ones you want to hold on to most, the best ones, are eventually chipped from the memory by things like monotony and struggle.   Some people see every dream they've ever had slip away without ever realizing the potential of any of them.   Clock in, clock out, day in, day out.   But others are able to hold on to those dreams with all their might,  just waiting for an opportunity to jump on them when the planets align or a moment in time shows them a fold to take advantage of. 

 

Its not dreaming that makes you different...  It's what you do with time between the dreams.  Do you surround yourself in successful thoughts or are you drowning in misery.  Dreams don't come true for the miserable.  Chance after chance pass right by the weary without them even noticing, heads hanging too low to see what could be.    What you do for your dreams is what determines your personal position in actually lining up to achieve those goals or making those dreams a reality.  Luck can best be described as when opportunity strikes the prepared.  Are you prepared or are you wallowing.  Place yourself in life's victory lane by asking questions and constantly listening to those smarter than you to gain wisdom.  Always better yourself, keep your head up and be aware of your surroundings.  Don't be afraid to make moves if you see the end and the potential hazards.     

 

I used to be proud to say I was a dreamer, today I am even more proud to say  those dreams pushed me to get shit done and now I am able to skip from one dreamy reality to another blunt blowing with a smile, knowing I hold the keys to the doors of my future. 

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Carry lock picks just in case. 

Dream big.