When I was younger, a guidance counselor asked, “What are your plans?” As a bright-eyed ninth grader, I told him “to be the starting centerfielder for the Boston Red sox” this was my first dream. He steered me toward college as a fall back in case that did not work out. In High School, I dreamed of being the next Jimmy Page or Eddie Van Halen, played in a hundred garages, a couple clubs, even a couple High School Musicals, that was as good as it gets. When I graduated from high school I went to college to become a disc jockey, if I could not influence people with my music, I could make a difference with other peoples. That dream died due to financial crisis at home and I started working for a living.
Years later, I returned to college nights as dreamed to become a newspaper reporter. While in college by chance I landed a position in a company that was on the way up, locked myself into a good job there and started to make more money then I ever had in my life. When I looked at the starting salary for newspaper reporters, there was no way I could leave what I was doing for that. Over the last ten years, I have moved from company to company earning more money each time I move.
Today I dream to be published fiction writer as I have a few projects in the works. The question is the only successful thing I have is my job, I dare to say I am good at it. This is not what I ever dreamed I would be doing. What I dream of is always so out of reach. The question is what is the point in having dreams? As I grow older it seems fate, right place right time, are the only things that make dreams come true.
Countdown to Election Day 2008: 12 days
Countdown to Inauguration Day 2009: 89 days
National Debt 10/21/1998 5,543,587,875,319.12
National Debt 10/21/2008 10,467,391,133,731.14
I try and feel the sunshine
You bring the rain
You try and hold me down
With your complaints
W. Axl Rose 14 Years (1991)