One of the things that keeps surprising me is the lack of dreams.
I understand quite well those who don’t do anything or that don’t manage to finish much – I’m planing on buying one of those T-Shirts that say “I put the Pro in procrastinator” – After I start writing this story I did replace the aromatic candle I like to have in my table, and then looked for the T-Shirt, but not happy to find one, I did find one, two, three… hell, a full category of them…
But the lack of dreams surprises me. Asking someone “What would you like to do?” or “What would you do if money was not a problem?” and getting “I don’t know.” as an answer confuses the hell out of me.
I mean, I understand people who want to spend their time in the couch, shopping, chit-chating, in the pool or the beach. But it’s hard for me to imagine a moment where I didn’t know what I would like to do - even it is hard to get there and the real world gets in the way.