Dreams. Dreams are everyone’s fantasy that they long to have.
When I was much younger, I used to pretend that I was in the fashion industry with my siblings working below me. And I? I was the chairperson of the business. Everyone of us would gather at the coffee table, holding onto our notebooks and colored pens. We would pretend that it was a conference meeting like how shall the company improve on sales in the market and so on. We would draw outfits and colored them prettily.
Honestly, I’ve to admit. That that is still part of my dream. To have a family business of my own and become someone successful that I can provide anything for my family with. But I’ve to face reality, I’ve fear in opening up a business. I am not creative enough to think of something new, to design outfits and set a new trend. To design, you need the hands which can draw well. While I just can’t. I wish I can have all that.
