Sweet Dreams
I am a surfer standing along the coastline, locked in an intense stare at the vastness of the great blue ocean.I close my eyes and hear the waves smashing violently into the rocks, pulling and pushing itself against the land.
I am a inventor engulfed by the darkness of my garage. I am frantically looking for a missing part to the new engine I built. As I put the missing component in, a snarl followed by a hum brings it to life.
I am a traveler that wanders to the far corners of this Earth. I have seen things that no other has seen. I never stay in one place to long because I crave new experiences like it is an addiction.
I am a farmer living a simple, but fulfilling life. I have two children, a boy and a girl. They work hard and enjoy life here. I am married to the most beautiful wife and we live a happy life away from everyone else.
I am the owner of a worldwide corporation. I live in Los Angeles and wake up to a magnificent view every single day. I don’t have to work anymore and I am retired at the age of 22. I go to parties every night and know celebrities on a first name basis.
The bell rings and wakes me up. I head to my next class.
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