Where do dreams go?
Mood:  spacey
When do you lose your dreams?

For as long as I can remember I wanted to be a pilot, well I actually wanted to be a bird, to roam the skies and go where I wanted. To feel the wind around me and fly off into the distance.

So, as I couldn't be a bird the next best thing would be to fly a plane, to be up in the clouds with nothing but fresh skies and vast open space around me.

As I got a little older I developed the need for speed and flying any plane was no longer my dream but to fly a fighter plane - to have the speed and power at my fingertips was what I wanted.

But I was then told women could not fly the fighter planes - thud down to earth I come. So whilst I sat and thought about flying and amending my dream I went to college and got a job - a desk job.

I still have a desk job. I look around me and I'm caged in a building for 8 hours a day. I don't know when I lost touch with my dream but now it seems as far away as the bird I once wanted to be.