A friend told me a few days ago that she thinks there is nothing as sad as lost dreams. these dreams which for some reason couldn’t come true. faith, false duty, low self-esteem. however it made me think about my dreams and what happened to them and what I do with my new ones, how serious do I take dreams? how about you, your childhood dreams, teenager dreams any dreams. do you remember them, what happened?
And as it often happens just the other day I met another friend, he told me a very cute idea about his dreams. he folds paper boats for his dreams. Small boats for smaller, less important dreams, bigger, glittery ones for the bigger, dreams which are more important. As more important the dream as more effort he takes for the boat, to make sure they stand out. Left in a big bowl they remind him not to forget about his dreams. Sweet. Might try this, any other ideas? What are your dreams?