I know some people might find this inappropriate as someone who is currently on a traveling ministry team. However, I still have grand dreams of becoming a cocktail connoisseur. I started having them when I first turned 21 and had ideas of what my life with alcohol would look like. I imagined something similar to a scene from Sex and the City. One of the scenes where Carrie is at a trendy bar while Samantha is hitting on the bartender as he's making them free cocktails. Well, that image never came true for me. But now, as my year on team ends, I have new images. Where I'm living with a few other girls my age and we try new cocktails every once in a while.
I would also like to record that I'm sitting in a room in Lodi, California as my host parents (both in their 70's and newlyweds) are watching a documentary about Mount Rushmore. I really thought the documentary was over. There was inspirational music that swelled and a brilliant ending quote, "It's not a joke, not a dream. But it's real. It happened." But now they're starting a whole new segment about the sculptor's son. (Also, I just learned that the entire project cost $982,983.82. So.)
Another dream I have is of marriage. I don't know if I'll ever get married. My teammate is trying to set me up with one of his best friends from back home. It's pretty convenient for him that we're actually going to his home this Saturday. And that we'll be there for a week. One of the many distractions I have in my life.
Part of that dream of marriage includes dancing in our room every night. But not just dancing. Dancing to slow, sad break up songs. I have no idea how this came to be, but I find them incredibly romantic. No reason why, since they lament the opposite of love. Two of my favorites are Last Kiss by Taylor Swift (guys 3/4 time, the most dreamy of time signatures) and Me Without You by The Band Perry.
