"Those who dream by night in the dusty recesses of their minds wake in the day to find that all was vanity; but the dreamers of the day are dangerous men, for they may act their dream with open eyes, and make it possible." - T. E. Lawrence

I have a dream.  I see myself sometime in the future at my beautiful two-story home with the white picket fence and garden.  There is a pond for swimming and fishing in the back.  It is a quiet lazy summer afternoon and I've already returned from school.  In the back I'm splitting wood in preparation for the winter.  My gorgeous wife is inside, relaxing from a day of keeping up with the children.  Dinner is simmering on the stove.  My family and I live comfortably because of our faith and hard work.  We live an hour from the mountains and two hours from the coast.  I feel content but still nonetheless determined.

This is a dream, but it doesn't mean anything unless I hold onto and and work towards it.  This is why I am doing what I am doing.