Dreams for the future

I hear people talk about having dreams for the future. 

But, what does that mean?

I dream there will be food tomorrow, that I won't have to dig in the dirt for scraps dropped during yesterday's meal.

I dream of having the energy to hold my head upright. 

I dream that we can somehow get the medicine for this disease that is making my mother waste away.

I dream about having a school uniform so I can attend classes.

I dream of shoes so my feet won't get cut when I walk to get water.

Are those dreams for the future?

Is that what people mean?

The above is loosely based on some families that I love. I hope you get the picture of what thousands of children face every single day.

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I Like Dreamin'

Actually, I don't. Crazy dreams attack my sleep almost every night and I hate it. They never make sense and each leaves me exhausted. Waking up after each one is a pain in the hiney. They are so bizarre that most of the time I can't even begin to describe them. They are vivid, detailed and in full color. Every once in awhile there will be one that I can actually vocalize, but that doesn't mean it will make a lick of sense in any way, shape, or form. The latest involved a rock band, a private railroad car circa 1800's,three band member's maternal grandmother, band's manager, band member's girlfriend, band member's fiancee, a crouton, chapstique, a cupcake with thick white frosting, a baby and his mother.

See what I mean? It's just wrong. I don't even know if there is a maternal grandmother still living. I don't know if a certain band member has a girlfriend. I have met the lovely fiancee, and know the crouton is married. I've never met the wife, but we have discussed the joys of chopping onions. I know that they don't travel in a railroad car. I mean, what band does? See what I'm dealing with? Insanity, plain and simple!