I dream and am a dreamer from a long time ago.  I have hope and faith in my dreams too.  Completely.  A gloomy, messy existence I imagine if I did not keep hope alive, so I keep my dreams close.  When I was young, I dreamt up new worlds because my real one was awful.  Pretty smart, I think.

I dream of things others may not ever see happening for me and I know this to be true because I have been told, “that is never going to happen for you” but, meh, it doesn’t sway me.

I believe in me and see it all happening. One day I thought, why not dream for many things?  Why choose one thing? So, that is how what I call The Trivecta came about.  Three dreams I had to admit would have sent me over the moon.

 OK, these are three of my dreams