A toast to dreams

I wish for a day where my dreams do not change for each day of the week.

But perhaps I do not.

Because some days I wish for a future where I am always busy, in a city that sleeps even less than I do.

Other days where all I wish for is a quiet life in the French countryside, where my only worry is what I will wear to water my garden.

Yes, these ideas are both fanciful, but it is so much fun to be able to dream mindlessly.

So, a toast to dreams that change daily and to people that do too.