What your Daydreams say about you

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In my opinion daydreams are the mental moments that separate the survirors from the losers in the Game of Life.

Let's face it, real life isn't easy or fun. It is tough, strenuous, and filled with challenge. And there aren't always a lot of obvious rewards. And when the going gets really, really tough, sometimes the only way to survive is to imagine a different life. A life that isn't so difficult. A life that isn't filled with problems and challenges.

Several years ago my husband and I risked everything to pursue dream of owning our own business. We put our 401K plans, our savings, our credit rating, everything, on the line to purchase our little business. And we worked our backsides off But, factors that were beyond our control not only destroyed our business, but also claimed all of our assets. We had to sell the business at a severe loss, and then file personal bankruptcy, and we are still struggling to pay thousands of dollars in tax debts from the failed business.

Here we are in our late 50s, early 60s, starting over again. Our credit is shot. Our assets are gone. Even after the embarrassment of bankruptcy, we are enormously in debt. We are now working low paying, deadend jobs, just to keep a roof (a leaky roof, at that) over our head. If we stay in these jobs until we are in our early 80s we will not recoup what we lost with our good faith business venture. Nor will be ever get out from the debt.

If we had to face this reality every minute of our lives, we'd quit fighting. So, we allow ourselves to daydream. When we daydream, the car doesn't breakdown every six months. Instead, we see the new car that we will buy if we can just get past this point in life.

My favorite daydream is the one where we win the lottery and we use our winnings to pay back all of the wonderful people that have stood by us through these difficult times. I daydream that when I have my lottery winnings I will be able to help Dawn, one of our former employees who always worked hard for the small wage we offered. And when I daydream about our lottery millions, I imagine my friend Carol, a certified financial planner, who has been a steadfast friend through our trials, trying to figure out how to invest our millions.

And the daydream that causes me to get up every morning and drive for 45 minutes to my low paying, deadend job, is the one where all those creditors that blackballed us during our darkests days, suddenly fight to get our business.

Thanks to our daydreams, we've survived failure. Instead of giving up, we've kept on trying. Our credit rating is recovering. And even though we have not yet reached the daydream goal of shunning the bank that once shunned us, we are now qualified to borrow at least small amounts of money from that same bank. I can't buy Dawn the new car she needs, but I can give her a gift basket at Christmas. And every now and then I can actually afford to buy Carol a present, rather than depending on her to pay my way.

Every morning when I drive to work, I engage in daydreams. When I arrive at work, I park the car knowing that in reality, most of my daydreams won't come true. But, atleast I am still dreaming, and still trying. My daydreams help me get through another day. They make me stronger.

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