Last night I had a dream that was so vivid I tasted, smelled, felt, saw and heard.  I rarely remember my dreams after I’ve been awake for more than 5 minutes, but this dream has lingered all day.  If I close my eyes, I can still feel the butterflies in my stomach.

My dream left me frustrated, longing for more.  And I took that feeling into my day with me.  It affected my day.  And it remained with me so much so that I’m writing about it now.

My dream was something that I want more than anything at this moment.  But it’s not something that I have.  

Dreams are funny things.  I need to have dreams, desires and vision to drive me forward.  I am a pretty motivated person so I have more dreams and vision than any one person can accomplish in a lifetime.  Some of the dreams will be achieved with hard work, dedication and time.  Others are not solely dependent on me.  Those are the dreams that keep me up at night.  And that fill my subconscious.