Max Brenner's dream

I went to Haji Lane today. 


I sat at a little French cafe. Had a not-so-little French dinner. Listened to the chef speak fluent French. And swayed to non-stop French music for 3 hours. 

One of the little pleasures in life. 


I recalled Max Brenner's introduction in his chocolate menu. On how he started out dreaming about writing a book, but along the way made chocolate instead. 


I guess I have a similar dream. 
I don't want to write a book though. I don't like goals that take too long to achieve. 
I want to write articles. Poems. Tweets. Facebook statuses. 
Short paragraphs and stories that impact people's lives in 30 minutes or 30 seconds. 


But on the way, I'm making money doing something completely different instead. 


One can always dream. 
Yet another little pleasure of life. 


I doubt my longing will stop. I jump from location to location, searching for a dream life that may never exist. But unless I try, how do I know it's an achieveless dream? 


One can always dream.