Have you ever just laid back under the clouds, watched them pass by and dreamed of the future. As I watch the clouds change shape, I fantasize about showing up at my high school reunion with a hot blonde on my arm while driving a Bentley convertible. While most people my age probably dream of a Corvette or Porsche, my ultimate driving machine is that Bentley. Everyone would stop and stare, the nice people would say, “I always knew he’d be a success.” While some of the more jealous ones would mutter, “I’ll bet it’s rented!” Yes, those daydreams are what keep me going.
