Tonight as I sat watching a movie instead of writing a much needed paper for a class I started thinking about what I was actually doing. The American Dream is what every American, and immigrant to America, dreams for. But that's just the problem; if we dream all day what do we have at the end of it? Are we better for dreaming about that American Dream rather than working for it? I may dream about the day when I have graduated from college and am married to the man of my dreams....ah, again there's the word dream! Should I be looking for the man of my dreams, or the man of reality? Yes, I should be writing my paper right now, instead of writing this post, but that's what blogs are for, right? They are places for us to express ourselves, a place to put down the things we ponder and wonder about. That is what I am doing here. I am putting down the most recent thought that came to my head that I thought was worth writing about.
Every so often we long to steal to the land of what might have been, but that doesn't soften the ache we feel when reality sinks back in.
