We all have dreams. The only difference between each other is that some of us will die following their dreams, some others will just close them in a box to re-open sometimes during the holidays, or with the kids, or with the families.
To my point of view, I would have been doing nothing without my dreams.
They kept me alive when I was young and they followed me wherever I’ve been in this world, every single trip.
Dreams can make you fly, during the cold and dark winters when your parents keep on screaming each other before they grow up and decide to divorce. Dreams can keep you away from drugs and wasting your time with bad companies.
Dreams are what I’ve been living for all my life.
Yes, I was lucky enough to live my best dream since I was a kid.
And driving down the hills going to Malibu with a mustang on Sunset boulevard… while my friend Debby is turning up the radio singing Everybody Hurts…well, it’s just part of the dream.
Never stop dreaming your life, never let someone else to tell you what you should do or what you should be.