A dreamer, too.

I like to romanticize about life. That’s why I fantasize a whole lot. I make of life what I want it to be. Not necessarily what it is.  That’s why I believe in an afterlife. In other dimensions. In Paradise.  In divine fate. In destiny. In the idea that I am blessed. And that life is full of pleasure. That work isn’t work. Instead, it’s pure pleasure. I believe in happiness far more than I believe in sadness. I stay up into the night. To savor being alive and conscious. Aware that I have a pulse and a heartbeat. And that I have true love. Not only of life. But of  my Italian true love. Makes me a true romantic idealist. A dreamer, too. --Jim Broede