I DREAM

I dream of being everything that my personality is not. I am a captive of my own perfectionism. I wish that I can be like a gypsey. Go from day to day without worrying or anylizing about every single litte thing. I want to run in to the ocean, swim for hours, travel the world, do freelance writing and fitness training. I want to move to Cape Town and go camping on weekends. I want to dance and sing out loud. Cry, laugh, get closer to God.... Dream, dream, dream I love you