"A man is not old until regrets take the place of dreams." -- John Barrymore
Lately I've found myself reminiscing on the "old days" and wondering what happened to the dreams I once had. Well I know what happened -- I failed to pursue them. Wouldn't it be nice to keep those lofty dreams we had as kids (or at least the ability to dream big) before life and reality and other people shot them down? I can't say I have regrets, but I do wonder "what if...?"
We're never too old to dream. We're never too old to pursue a dream. Keep dreaming everyone!