Can it be that I was here almost a decade ago and it seems so close to yesterday?
As I walk down Antwerp’s cobblestone streets in the mist towards the cathedral and the city’s center, it all comes back to me. The old haunts, the romance, the beer. I can’t believe I’m ten years older and I’m actually in town for business.
Last I was here, it was drinking all night, sleeping all day and dreams….dreams of this day.
It’s like the dream’s come true. I swear. I’m doing exactly what I wanted to do. It’s reality.
Unfortunately, along with the reality comes the responsibility. Sat in a conference room all day today and listened to people drone on and on and on for hours on end.
Tomorrow I give a presentation. To a group that intimidates the hell out of me.
And I’m having dental issues again. Why does this always happen overseas????
Dreams are not always perfect. And they aren’t always what you expect. But they sure can be cool.
Here’s to always chasing them.
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