The Sky's the Limit?

   Have you ever asked yourself what you would do if money was no object? I'm not talking about giving to charity or handing out money to random strangers or investing in real estate, or buying a thousand new tops and bracelets or neck ties or BMW's or whatever.
 What would you do for you?

A friend asked me this today as I was complaining about my writer's block.

What would I do, if I could do anything?

I thought and thought. And then I realized something. Money just doesn't matter much when it comes to my dreams. So often we get caught up in, "If I only had enough money I could do/buy/go..."

When I thought about this question, I remembered a dream I've had for years. Its a silly dream, so don't laugh:

I've always wanted to put on a flowy white dress and ride a horse on a deserted beach as the sun sets on the water.

Silly, I know. Girly too, but after all, look at my blog. Its pink, and about as girly as it gets. I'm a girly-girl and a hopeless romantic. Granted, it would cost a bit to do this: The dress alone would be expensive, and then there's the horse. And the beach. But really, compared to some things, it wouldn't take that much, and to me it would be worth it.
  To feel the salt-breeze blowing on my skin, the soft mane whipping in my face. Then the sand beneath me, the water splashing around, and the pink and orange glow of the setting sun.

I think about my dream and realize that there are many things I would like to do that might seem silly to others. But sometimes the silly moments in life are the ones that mean the most.