What is your favourite daydream?
What is your favourite daydream?
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Last month had a few of those pleasantly sunny days, when it is a crime to be indoors. On one of those, I went hiking around my favourite forest reserve. After two hours of trudging and photography, (as I never go hiking without my camera), I checked my smart watch. I had done 19,400 steps. Tired but happy, it was time to return home.
I reached for the half-melted KitKat bar in my pocket. Then I sat down on a bench by a fast-flowing river, shuffling through the photographs I had taken, as I nibbled. My eyes leisurely scanned the gorgeous landscape around me. On the opposite bank, I saw a half-submerged big red blob. I looked again, it was an old man in a red jacket, clinging dearly to the riverbank.
I made to jump in at once, then stopped with a jolt, as I remembered I can't swim. So I ran back towards a wooden bridge I passed earlier, and in a minute or less, I was pulling the gratefully dripping old man out of the river.
He had been hiking and photographing like I was, and while composing a shot, he had slipped into the river. "You saved my life! Thank you!", he mouthed repeatedly, as I pulled him even farther away from the bank.
Last week Monday, I got an invitation to dinner from Jeremy (that's his name), which I accepted. And last night, I showed up at his home, and finally got to meet his beautiful wife Grace, and some other family members.
Towards the end of a very enjoyable evening, Jeremy and Grace had a gift for me. It was a two hundred and fifty million pounds share certificate in Jeremy's global 'fortune 500 company'.
I reached for the half-melted KitKat bar in my pocket. Then I sat down on a bench by a fast-flowing river, shuffling through the photographs I had taken, as I nibbled. My eyes leisurely scanned the gorgeous landscape around me. On the opposite bank, I saw a half-submerged big red blob. I looked again, it was an old man in a red jacket, clinging dearly to the riverbank.
I made to jump in at once, then stopped with a jolt, as I remembered I can't swim. So I ran back towards a wooden bridge I passed earlier, and in a minute or less, I was pulling the gratefully dripping old man out of the river.
He had been hiking and photographing like I was, and while composing a shot, he had slipped into the river. "You saved my life! Thank you!", he mouthed repeatedly, as I pulled him even farther away from the bank.
Last week Monday, I got an invitation to dinner from Jeremy (that's his name), which I accepted. And last night, I showed up at his home, and finally got to meet his beautiful wife Grace, and some other family members.
Towards the end of a very enjoyable evening, Jeremy and Grace had a gift for me. It was a two hundred and fifty million pounds share certificate in Jeremy's global 'fortune 500 company'.
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My favorite daydream probably screams "laziness" or as Nigerians would describe it, "oshofree", but I see it as "dreaming big" .
I can't help but dream of a day like any other when I would casually walk into the lotto shop and buy a ticket that would change my life, well the financial part of my life . Oh, the dream doesn't end there. I've gone on to make decisions on how I would spend the 1 million euros and how I would still want to have my regular job, stay low key (popularity isn't something I fancy), travel the world, invest in different sectors (cause the money must not finish). And a million and one other things...
I still believe it would happen .
I can't help but dream of a day like any other when I would casually walk into the lotto shop and buy a ticket that would change my life, well the financial part of my life . Oh, the dream doesn't end there. I've gone on to make decisions on how I would spend the 1 million euros and how I would still want to have my regular job, stay low key (popularity isn't something I fancy), travel the world, invest in different sectors (cause the money must not finish). And a million and one other things...
I still believe it would happen .