Whatever stands between us and our dreams is imaginary. Physical obstacles, rules, people – those are just excuses … right?
What I got isn’t contagious. Could be. Not found in DNA, didn’t get it from my father, couldn’t from my mother either …
I got hopes. I’ve got dreams. Some might argue I’m twenty or thirty years late coming to the party with some of them. Me too. But I’m here.
Not so much hoping, but doing. Everybody can – and our circumstances, locale, economics, health and age have little to do with what we can do or how much we can move – if we only want to. What do you want? Well, what are you waiting for?