It's time for new dreams, or maybe time to dig up old dreams I put aside. Pieces of myself I stashed away because there were more important things to do. It's kind of like getting to know myself again. And, I wonder, if I find those dreams, will I find my old spirit too? I replaced drive with patience, spunk with acceptance. There's so many dreams, I'm not sure which to start with, and maybe which I have missed the boat on. Time to move from the backseat to the front. What do I want to be when I grow up?