You say you gotta dream, one that's so big, it's almost unreal. "But I'm going make it" you say, "I'm going to become my dream." So you continue your dream, and it gets bigger, and bigger, and bigger yet. You go through life relying on that dream, continuously telling yourself that your going to make it along the way.
It's funny how one can get so attached to something so fictional.
"That's it!" you say, "Today is where I begin!" But where do you start?
I'm on a road to no where, and yea know what, I'm fine with it. It's all part of the dream.