Everyone has dreams, right?  No I’m not talking about the one where you run from zombies while wearing only ugly underwear and passing by everyone you went to high school with.

I mean day dreams.  The goals you still admit only to yourself, lest you fail at them.

When you were a kid you probably had loads of them.  I know my kids do.  My son wants to play for the NHL but also own a five star restaurant where he can cook.  My daughter wants to teach kindergarten, dance, and be a waitress; odd combination for sure.

I teach a room full of fifth graders and they all have them too.  Astronaut, President, fast-food worker (this one is either depressing or a realist, I haven’t decided yet), and professional athletes of all kinds.  My daughter’s first grade friends have younger yet somehow more brilliant aspirations; fairy Princess and superhero both came up.

So what happened to adults dreaming?

When did adults stop admitting to everyone who would listen that we have odd dreams and goals?

I say enough is enough.  Let’s act like kids again.  Let’s stand on our soapbox, dream big, and reach for it.  What’s the worst that could happen?  Remember that old saying that was probably tacked to the wall in your favorite elementary teacher’s classroom?  Reach for the moon, even if you miss you’ll land among the stars.  Something like that.

I want to be a writer.  I want you to be able to walk into a B&N or heck even a Target (I’m not a book shopping snob) and pick a copy of my book up off the shelf and read it.  I want someone to send me a paycheck for writing that book.  I want to be able to work on more writing and get paid for it.  I’ll take the deadlines, the editors, and the stress.  I want it.

Dream big, folks. What have we got to lose?

What are your dreams?

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