Dreaming of a Job.

They say "hard work make your dreams come true." But who is that line for, me or perhaps you? If I slept all day and dreamed of a world where my dreams come true. Then my hard work would result in the achievement of your dreams too. For there is no dream job. If I'm living the dream I would have a career. Weekends off, paid vacations, I'd be my own boss, and I'd never know fear. So what career could lead me down a path that seems so clear? To let my voice ring loud and touch those who are willing to hear. To help those in need of direction, "don't turn left!!! Of that way you must stay clear." To be honest, I do not know because dreams are not made of reality. If I could teach then I would teach. I'd love to reach and mold the maliable minds of our future. But it seems many teachers are just cogs in societies best structure. A institution created to blot out the light of creativity. Given roles to stagnate our dreams. Marching in line falling upon reality like a stream. My dream job has yet to manifest it's self to me, but if I could I'd choose to help you reach your dreams. Kicking down life's doors like Bruce lee. You see I'd love to help others create realities grander than anything they could dream. To see smile after smile because love and happiness is all they see. So if I had a dream job that's what it would be, but what's in a dream? Well except hope for the future, which is... Well everything.

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