will i dream the same?
last tuesday i went around jakarta.. actually i lost while looking for a street…
it is always nice to get around with my husband, we also enjoy the time when we lost the way…
dreaming about being rich, don’t have to go to work each day on weekday. what a beautiful life…
dreaming about we have enough money that could support our lives by its interests only. what will you do then, my husband asked me, won’t you be boring without your job?
i said, i want to do a lot of things when i didn’t have anything to do…
i will buy a printing machine then find any order for the machine and do it by myself. just for fun, i said to my husband.
there are a lot of things i want to try to do just for fun, not for living, i said.
he said, later we would be able to write a book about some business that we have tried for fun based on our experiences…
on the way where a lot of skycrapers beside us…
i want to clean one of the window cleaner on the building also, i said.
but.. you are afraid of the height, aren’t you, my husband asked.
yes.. but i will only clean the lower floors only, i answered.
he said, who will take you as the employee by considering your phobia of height?
no, i said, nobody will. i will clean the window of my own building!
you dream too far… my husband smiled at me, i was only dreaming having enough money to support our living, not having a building.
dream is always as free as breathing… i can dream anything i want.
a day after: i think about our dreams.
would it be the same when someday i, the owner of the skycraper, pass through that skycrapers road again? what kind of dreams i will have by the time?
(people change. “coz nothing last forever, even though november rain,” axl rose sang)
