My Dream

I am a man of many dreams. If there’s anything good about growing up in poverty is that you are forced to do one of two things; dream or give up. Fortunately I have been elected to choose the latter. I remember daydreaming of better days to come when faced with adversity. And in those dreams; the most creative and magnanimous solutions to my problems arrive.

I want to be a man of multiple streams of income. Over a long period of 10 years or so; my plans have changed several times. At first it was “I want to be a basketball player”. And for a long time the riches and success that came along with a professional career in sports was very appealing to me. But that wasn’t where God wanted me to be. Than it was “I want to be a veterinarian”. That stemmed from a deeply rooted interest in animals. Although the passion is still there, the desire to go to veterinary university was just not there. Soon after I decided that I wanted to be an actor. That is where it all started. As I grew and matured I realized that my passion steed from the arts. Soon after I decided that I wanted to be a good person that loved God and enjoyed his life. I wasn’t have a career that I enjoyed. Now I cant wait to see where I get in twenty, thirty years Because I wasn’t supposed to be where I am today. Tomorrow will be another day of impossible possibilities.