I don't have dreams, I have goals. Is this odd? I've always been like this. I mean, to me, dreams are some pie-in-the-sky wish that set you up for failure. (But perhaps we view dreams differently, so no offense to anyone who dreams!)
I'm too consumed by trying to get my arse better, trying to become self-sufficient, trying to get the h*$&%& off disability. I don't have time to dream! But maybe that's sad? I mean, my goals are pretty much what most people take for granted.
For example, as a kid some dreamed of being a doctor one day. For me that wouldn't be a dream, that would be a goal. Same with owning my own home, getting married, having kids....All goals, not dreams. I can't even think of anything to dream about...If I want something, its a goal, as in my mind, goals are attainable, dreams, not so much.