I've dreamed about my future all my life. I was dreaming about the hallway at barber school for 11 years. While in school last winter, the longest, coldest winter of my life. I read my journals again, my dreams and this life. I realized that I haven't dreamed about anything after school and definitely not about being old. For months, I was freaked out. But I kept dreaming a few months ahead and one day realized that it was because I accomplished my goal. I changed my future. And now for the last three months, I've felt stuck. I've had a hard time deciding what to do. Because I can't make you leave my dreams and the Universe won't let me forget you. Why didn't you just come talk to me?? We know you want to.