dreams do come true.

I can be a bit of a dreamer. Maybe I go into too many details about how I want my life to be like while dreaming those dreams of mine.

 That being said … I would dream of being an ice skater when I was younger. I have Disney Channel to thank for that. So going ice skating this past weekend was almost a dream come true. Almost. Did I do a few fancy turns in the air? Not even close. Was I able to skate backwards like I didn't even care? Only because I had some fellow pushing me and keeping me from falling on my face. Did I manage to not fall on my bum once throughout the evening? You betcha.

I also have this slightly irrational fear that I’m going to fall and then have someone’s skate blade run over my hand.

Just thinking about it hurts.

I’d do it again.