Do dreams really come true?

Recently, I've been humming "When You Wish Upon A Star" in all the strangest places -- Walmart, while I'm riding my motorcycle, reclining in my favorite chair -- and it does seem to relax me and calm me down from all the other things I usually worry about, but is it true?

Can your dreams really come true?

I guess I'll soon find out.

I've been dreaming about doing a long motorcycle ride. I ride that will not only take me crisscrossing across America, but also -- dare I even say it -- put me on all those iconic "bucket list" motorcycle roads that we bikers dream about at night.

Even seeing my dream just written out, for anybody to read, makes me a bit nervous.

I have a tendency to tell people about adventures I want to take part in, but never end up actually doing them. It's like the telling is just as good as the doing, and I'm done.

So I hesitate to tell anyone, especially you, dear reader, for fear that this dream will end at this post's last full stop.

But, maybe it won't. Maybe this time will be the time when my dreams really do come true.

Yes, there are obstacles I have to overcome (money being No. 1), but if they can be hurdled, if I can ignore the naysayers and haters and doomsday predictors, maybe, just maybe, all the pieces will come together to make this happen.

I guess only time will tell.

Full stop.

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