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ever since i remember i have had dreams. the earleist dream i can remember is to be a scientist with an underground lab underneath the field of my elementery school. it was so real and so possible that i even tried to convince my parents that i already had one. i even expected them to believe me, and i believed that they did. next, there was to be a fire fighter i think, and after that, it was a lawyer with all the mony i wanted. mony was never a surplus as a child for me, so my dreams often included being rich once i gained a concept of what money was and meant.there have been many dreams in between, but to many to write about or even remember, these are just the dreams that strike me as relavent. at the age f 15, my dream was to be a dope dealer, but soon i realized the flaws to this dream. after that it was simply to finish grade 12 and figure out what ui wanted to do, a more realistic goal. but even this was seemingly and obviously to much to grasp ahold of, for i have as yet to capture my grade 12. then there is the dream that seemed to me motre impossible than any of them, to have my own home, with a girlfriend or wife who was stunningly beautiful, and maybe, jus maybe, the possibility of my own child. this was the dream that against all my truly ridiculas realisticly unachievable dreams, to my surprise, could come true. as i sit here and write this, i am blessed to have a beautiful girlfriend, one who not only met my dream but surpassed it, and inside of her is that piece of what was once my imagination, that seemingly unachievable piece of reality that  never seemed would be possible to me. a baby. my baby. our baby. the one dream i never thought could come true is coming true, right before my eyes. and the ones that seemed so real and possible like having a lab underneath the scchool field are obviously so impossible, and irrational, and it strikes me as so ironic for some reason, so tyruthfull that the dreams that seem the most impossible to me are the ones that are realisticcly able to achieve. now my dreams are filled with things like having a child to hold, and to come home from wok to my home and have my girlfriend, the unattainable beauty that has for some reason choosen me, hand me the baby and simply sleep, as she is exhausted from taking care of him all day and i gladly take him or her off her hands and feed his hungry little tummy. i look down at this baby, this miracle, this dream come true, and this baby looks up at me with its tiny little eyes and recognizez me. in its little mind, its thinking daddy is home, and that makes it happy, and me even more happy to see the look of comfort in its eyes as it stares up at me. i so hope that i am able to keep this deram, and to keep what is scarily becoming my family together. i will do everything i can to never let this dream go.