I am a dreamer. I always have been, and I suppose I always will be.
As a child I was always off in some fantasy land, dreaming of what I would be when I grew up, or what my life was going to be like. I could be a super hero or a big time roller skater like Olivia Newton John in the movie Xanadu.
My day dreams still come to me, every single day. Little movie clips where I see alternate visions of my world. They have changed slightly.. no longer am I a Super Hero or a Roller Skater who can sing, but now they are more grown up and more realistic.
Or are they??
Sometimes I wonder if it’s a bad thing, this day dreaming habit of mine. But then I realize that in life, there are very few things that you can truly call your own. My day dreams belong to me, and only I know what they contain. They are my little secret.