Living The Dream

Living the dream

What does it mean to “Live the dream?”

I’ve had many jobs, in several different trades. I’ve been a gas station clerk, a furnace repair man, a warehouse slave, a music store geek, a dishwasher, a telemarketer, a freelance writer, a cook, a film and television background performer, an audio video/home theater technician, student, dating coach, and a pot dealer.

Guess what, I still haven’t figured out what to do with my life. I suppose at some point in space-time, during a moment of blinding clarity it will all come together and my uber career will materialize. Or not.

This is what I’ve come to realize about dreams…they are fluid, changing, and strange. In your sleep you journey from abstraction to oddity, bouncing wherever your subconscious moves to venture.

“I have a dream!” Yelled a famous man. He’s dead.

Imagine striving your entire life for material possessions: going to the same school, the same job, married to the same spouse, for the rest of your life. If you’re lucky enough to have a decent paying gig, you might get two weeks, or a month vacation a year to adventure and pretend you don’t despise your boring existence.

Society needs hard working, unquestioning types. If the whole of society consisted of free spirited, artistic vagabonds, the system would collapse. Look what happened in the 60’s. Well, I wasn’t there, so I don’t know anything but what the books, cinema and TV shows tell me.

Being guilt free and lazy, is that a dream come true? A Utopia of leisurely pleasure, where we can indulge our senses on whim, surrounded by beauty and art and love.

Or what if a computer system scanned your genetic code, maybe even your soul, and realized for you, your ultimate place of productivity within society. A position that would bring out the best of your prolific and passionate personality. Your drive to succeed. Things would get done.

The thing about dreams; they can morph into nightmares. Go live your dream, and make it a good one.