The Bologna Blog

Dreaming

Back to work for the next few days, no time to play. I like my job, but there are days that I, like 9 million others, wish I were independently wealthy. I picture myself sitting on a yacht in front of my computer, tapping out the stories that call to me, as I float merrily along. Anyone else have this fantasy? Thoughts such as this get me through the tough days. No matter how old I get, I will allow the dreams to visit. They seem to take the monotony away.