Ever heard of refried dreams? My dreams change but they stay the same. I'm not talking about the dreams I have every night, my God, those are WILD. I'm talking about what I want to do when I get to a point I can or just make it happen.
Somehow the idea stays the same but mutates a little, changes a bit here and there then it comes full circle and it's the same again. It's like refried beans but refried dreams. I don't particularly care for refried beans, they kind of remind me of dog food. Forbid I"m at a Mexican restaurant and some comes on my plate. Ugh.
Why don't I just go for what I want? Why don't I just take the risk? Is it too much work? Is it stepping out of my comfort zone? Yes to all. I don't like refried beans and I don't like refried dreams. I guess as life passes us by, dreams just change. Maybe it's normal. I don't know. One day...... I will make it happen, one day, I will take the risks. One day.....
J
You cook, you clean, you go to work, you nourish, you love, you scold, you are professional and yet you hang your hat on every dust particle in your home. You are a woman. Some women are Moms and some are not. You are still a woman. We are all made similarly. We are strong.
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