Feet on the ground, head in the sky.

Lately, it's becoming clearer to me that my dreams of big things actually seem quite minuscule to most people I know.

This used to bother me. But not so much anymore.

Literally speaking, I don't dream of big things at all. I don't need to scale Everest, hit the lotto or win an Oscar. My dreams are simple, yet elaborate. Let's see if I can break it down a bit...

I dream of tricking a foxy lady into marrying me. I reckon she'll need to be a poor-sighted gal. I dream of three kids or two. I dream of "Daddy, I love you."

A boy and a girl, maybe two of one--or the other.

Teach them both, or maybe them all
that the pick-and-roll
is the heart and soul,
and maybe buy her a Barbie doll.

Just made that up on the spot. Poetic or just nerdy? I'm fine with either.

I dream of movie nights at home with the wife and kids. Eating dinner around the kitchen table. How was your day? and all that.

I dream of coaching a championship team--or five. *cough* Twenty.

I dream of being at Wrigley Field. Green grass, red marquee, blue pinstripes. Breeze in the air and a hot dog just for the sake of having one. Oh, and that wonderful tune when it's over.

I dream of catching a fish as big as I am.

I dream of never having to worry about money. *slaps forehead*

I dream of being able to sleep before 3 AM. Of having a reason to get up earlier than nine. I like mornings more than you'd guess.

I dream of being allowed to invite my best friend to my wedding. Or maybe even attend hers? OK, maybe just the first one.

I am a simple man with simple dreams. My dreams include helping others fulfill their dreams--no matter the capacity. Josh Turner can explain it better than I, so I'll just let him take it from here--provided you have 3:36 to kill.

Also in part because I finally figured out how to put a video in here, rather than just a link. It's stupid how easy it was.



I believe that dreaming small things in a big way is perhaps even more ambitious than dreaming "big" things. But then again, it's my dream.

What are your dreams?

Keep dreaming,
Derrick