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What Dreams are Made of

  • Oct 6, 2017
  • 2 min read

Remember when I was telling you about the sunshine and coffee and bun heads, well today is one of those days where none of that matters. These are the storms. Not only was it literally raining outside with a tid bit of mug and blackness midday, my world was full of grey clouds and thunder. I often times am able to look through the storm and wait for the rainbow. Sometimes I can even imagine the sun peering from the clouds and I can feel it break through. Today, I just let it rain.

I have ginormous dreams and goals that many would think are unattainable. Not unattainable in the sense that it is unrealistic, because believe me, I don't even have to close my eyes to imagine what the future will hold. It's the type of dream that most people can experience with just my mere explanation. They often times can even imagine themselves in my dream, like they are playing a role in the creation. This dream is so attainable, that it is almost unrealistic. It will take a lot of money, time and for me to be business savvy, but the dream itself is on the tip of my fingers.

One day, one day soon, one day down the road, one day in ten years, I will be a book store owner, hence my blog title, The Bookstore on Maine. My book store will be a coffee shop, with new and used books, where people go to study, where runners go to get their morning sip of water, where families bring their children for story time, where small pastries are devoured, where Oliver will sit on the window sill, where the a rack of the finest used clothes hang, where locals sell their jewelry, where authors host book signings, where small bands come to get recognized, and where my happy place will always be - The Bookstore on Maine.

I am currently a school counselor. I work to make people happy, to set and achieve goals, to guide students and teachers, to give parents hope, and to build dreams - for myself and others. Students inspire me. I motivate young adults every day to follow their dreams and find their passion, and they give me the same advice in return. They love to hear about my aspirations and I can see theirs eyes light up when they know I'm also still working on myself and my future. I definitely don't have it all figured out. My story is not over and my book is still wide open with blank pages. If anything, I've only decorated the cover. I'm constantly growing and learning; my introduction is still in the editors hands. One day, I will share my unfinished book and others will help me write my story.

"Here comes the sun, do da do do, Here comes the sun and I said 'It's alright', da do da do do do"

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