As I lay down to slumber and my eyelids close I’m presented with a pitch black canvas from which I fill with vivid images, adventures, and even nightmares. I dream just about every night, at least 5 dreams each night.  And when I awake I still dream.  My dreams are what keep me going; they are my motivation which gives this life some kind of purpose.  Right now my dream is to travel and see the world.  I want to experience all that this world has to offer and meet new and interesting people along the way.  I’m at the point in my life where I’m starting to think about what I really desire in life the most and what my passion truly is.  At this very moment I cannot think of anything else that I’d rather do than travel.  I read somewhere once that there is a test to determine what your true passion is.  Basically, what you do is think random thoughts of things that you might like to do.  Not just think about them briefly but put some serious thought into it and the thing that almost brings you to tears when you think of it, that’s your passion.   When I visualize myself on the open road or laying on the beach of an island far away my eyes always begin to swell up.  At that point I decided that I will pursue my passion for travel and create ways to make it a reality.  That is my dream.