living in a dreamworld

Today I realized something….

[Preface]: Did anyone see the movie Vicky, Cristina, Barcelona? If not, I highly recommend it (especially for the girls)!  And if you did see it, then you’ll know what I’m talking about.

[Realization]:  I am Cristina.  I can totally relate to her.  The idea of conforming to the “American Dream” kind of frightens me. I don’t have everything planned out. I don’t have yearly goals (I’m working on monthly right now)….and I’m a dreamer who lives in her own dreamworld bubble. Is this a bad thing???  Maybe.

…but I lovvve this dreamworld.
It’s magical and whimsy and it whisps me about through a land full of ups and downs.
And I wouldn’t want anything more or anything less than this.

Love the earth and sun and the animals,
despise riches, give alms to everyone that asks,
stand up for the stupid and crazy,
devote your income and labor to others,
hate tyrants, argue not concerning God,
have patience and indulgence toward the people,
take off your hat to nothing known or unknown,
or to any man or number of men-go freely with powerful uneducated persons, and with the young,
and with the mothers or families-re-examine all you have been told in school or church or in any book,
and dismiss whatever insults your own soul;
and your very flesh shall be a great poem, and have the richest fluency, not only in its words,
but in the silent lines of its lips and face, and between the lashes of your eyes,
and in every motion and joint of your body.

–Walt Whitman

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