I have so many plans and ideas that don't even have time to stew properly, and I'm not about to go into them right now, except to say that I hope I'll get to consider some of them a little more seriously in the next few months, and maybe even execute one or two. There's nothing like living.
What I mean is... sometimes we get so busy we forget our dreams. And sometimes our dreams get so busy they forget our lives. I think a big part of my growing up has been the convergance of the two... my dreams get more realistic and my life simultaneously gets closer to what I want it to be. I used to feel sad about changing my dreams, but let's face it: when I was young I didn't know how to live, so clearly my dreams were going to be a little bit off. Improving our dreams perhaps, is just as important as striving towards them.
Maybe I'll have more time to think now.