The best dream I've had

I don't remember exactly where my dream started so I will begin from where I last remembered. I am standing in the middle of the family farm that I grew up in. My cousin is standing next to me and both of us are in our full service dress uniform (we are both in the military, by the way). Both of us are standing at attention while a commontator talks about something to do with a past President. There are 2 people a short ways off to the right of my cousin and I and they are next to what appears to be a typical camp fire that you might see in a cowboy movie. They are over by the camp fire apparently filming what looks like a documentary of some sorts. I don't remember much, but I do remember Teddy Roosevelt being said. All this while my cousin and I are whispering trivial small talk to each other. Then they are done filming next to us and one of the people next to us comes over. For some reason my mind tells me that this is President Bill Clinton, though he looks and sounds nothing like him. He has apparently caught my cousin and I whispering to each other the entire time that they were filming. He doesn't seem angry in anyway, he just has a gentle smile on his face that seems to say, "I know what you did and it is between us." He then asks my name. I manage to stutter in embarrasment and over excitment my name. At this point me father and brother come walking along next to the President. My father says hello and walks behind us and disappears while my brother begins to playfully rough up the President of the United States! I was shocked beyond belief. Then my brother and the President come and almost bump into my cousin and I while they continue to rough each other up. At some point and time my cousin put her arm around my shoulder and at this point in the dream I fall backwards like Neo dodging bullets in the first Matrix movie. My cousin falls with me and we end up in the dirt. When we get up I am no longer wearing my service dress uniform and am instead wearing my favorite dress clothes. I was wearing a long sleeve, gray dress shirt with no collar and a black vest over top of it. Needless to say, both my cousin and I are dusty and we begin to dust ourselves off. Then, suddenly revile starts to play and my cousin and I have to stand at attention again. The last thing that I remember before I woke up was a formation of other military people in front of us.

Now, I am believer that dreams tell us about ourselves and sometimes the future. When I happened to look up what my dream meant I found out that it possibly meant "a straightforward symbol of success in whatever concerns you most, and the greater the power was in your dream--regardless of its form--the greater will be your achievement." Now, from my position, you don't get more powerful than the President of the United States. As for the "whatever concerns you most," well that would have to be the base that Bush want to put on the moon. The reason that concerns me the most is because ever since I was in second grade (almost 13 years ago) it has been my dream to be in space, to walk on another celestial body. From the last couple of years in high school to now I had given up hope on that dream. Then, yesterday I heard that Bush was going to announce that we go back to the moon and suddenly my dream was back again, as powerful now as when I first conceived it. The only difference between now and way back then is that now I won't give up on it until I reach it.

I helped me re-find my reason in life.

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