When I was young, I can remember having some sort of dream or daydream about where I would be when I got older. From what I can remember, the picture in my head is just a scene of myself with a beautiful woman I was married to. We were walking hand and hand down a tree lined country lane, somewhere in Europe. It was autumn and I could clearly see the particles blowing around in the light of the sun, as it streaked through the trees. A dog ran by us and up the driveway to a beautiful stone country house with a red door and large arched windows. There was a red Karmann Ghia in the driveway, which is weird because I hate red cars and I hate old VW's even more. I'm not sure if I actually made this up or maybe I just saw an ad in some 70's magazine with the photo, but the image still sticks with me and is crystal clear. Somehow I remember thinking, that's me and this is where i'll end up. When I think about what I did for a living, my first thought was an author, or a professor or maybe a scientist? I write a lot about making plans and setting goals. My blog, for example, plays a large part in achieving my goals, but I'll admit that unfortunately it has suffered from a lack in focus for a long time now. It's hard when you have so many scattered interests as I do, but at some point you have to stop the analysis paralysis and just focus. Time to set a goal or set a dream and take action towards it.