Dreams...

My girl has written a post about her dreams, which has lead me to think about mine.

The question I really should start with is: Do I have dreams? Do I dream of a specific kind of life in my future? Do I dream of living in a particular place? Or do I dream of a fulfilled life with someone special?

You see, I wish for all of these things and I do my best to make them all a reality but are they really what I dream of? I'm not so sure, I'm not so sure that I even dream of things at all. Some of you may think that is quite sad, not to have dreams and some people may say that dreaming and wishing for things are one in the same, if that were true, both things would come under a word of the same description right?

I have this theory about dreams, both asleep and awake.....we only dream of things we can not have, our fears or for things that have no place in our future.

I think this is why I don't consider myself a dreamer, I'm the kind of man that has a wish and works hard to make sure that wish comes true.

As for my future, well, I had a wish for a future filled with love, happiness, commitment, sharing, compassion, foreverness (if that's even a word) and for a while there I really did think that it would not happen for me but guess what? IT DID, I have found all of that, some of it was just pure luck, the way we met for example, but the rest has come from working hard, loving unconditionally, communicating with each other about everything, dealing with the rough which always comes with the smooth.

You see, my future is SO bright that it blinds me, some of you may say that's just love, but really, it is SO SO bright. My wish is coming true, has come true. I don't dream for anything else because, you see, I have it all.

I spend a lot of my time hoping, wishing, that everything will last forever, the love, the happiness, all that good stuff...

The question still remains, do I dream? I'm not so sure...but I wish I did