Chapter 1
Your Dreams and Goals
When I was in kindergarten, I spent a lot of time playing with Hot Wheels and Matchbox cars. My memory of playing with my buddies Johnny and Tyler are vivid, even today, 35 years later.
Every day started out the same; we would take out our favorite cars and park them in the garage that we had built into the side of our rockery. The driveway up to our makeshift mansion of sticks and rocks was long, and Johnny, Tyler, and I dreamed of being rich. I’m not sure we knew what a millionaire was at that age, but in our little Matchbox dream, we were wealthy.
At least eight cars would park in our driveway each day. At any time you might find a black 1957 Chevy with red, yellow, and orange fire flames on the sides, the Scooby Doo Mystery Machine, a convertible red 1974 Corvette Stingray, a lime green dune buggy, a silver Porsche 917 Grand Prix, a blue Ferrari race car, a tank, and an ambulance.
We would spend hours pretending to be the guy who lived in the mansion on the hill and drove the coolest cars that money could buy. Johnny, Tyler, and I dreamed big. When we would see a cool car, driving down the street, we would always dream of having one ourselves one day.
Then at some point in our lives, we are all told to stop dreaming, be more realistic and get reasonable with our goals in life. It’s an easy trap to fall into. We often get so caught up in the day-to-day life of commuting to work, focusing on our jobs, and chauffeuring the kids from school to sports ...
