How does it feel when you realise you’re living your dreams.
I’d consider myself to be a bit of a dreamer. I daydream, I can be idealistic and I love stories.
I daydream/visualise about my future on a regular basis sometimes intentionally and sometimes on accident.
I often find that months or years later that thing I was daydreaming about is part of my reality.
And it can something like the kind of person I want to meet or an aspect of my lifestyle.
It fascinates me that you can have days where you’re happily going through life and then you suddenly realise that last year you’d been dreaming about being where you are right now.