Dreaming of a retreat.

What is it about dreaming of being someplace else in the world that makes me so angry?

I hate dreaming because it seems that my dreams never come fucking true!

Think it into existence they say...Manifest the things you want, and they will appear.

Now that's some funny shit!

Every time I woke up throughout the night, all I could think of was my dreams. The dream of sleeping in a big potato. Crazy, yes, I know! Most people dream of going to Cancun, Bahamas, Mexico. Me, I dream of Boise, Idaho, the place with all of the potatoes, The place with the big potato Air BNB that has the wandering cow. I've always dreamt small and maybe that's the issue?...