For the first time in my life I am chasing a dream that is all my own.
Our little Montana cabin was a dream, but it was one we shared. Having children was a certain kind of dream, too. But this time, I'm only looking at MY dream.
I'm willing to work for it. I'm willing to take the knocks that come along with a dream. I'm a little scared, and a little excited.
I want to walk into a book store or a library, and see my book on the shelf. So I'm chasing a dream.