I Hope You Get Your Dreams

You don’t have a choice but to believe in yourself.

Photo by Dima Pechurin on Unsplash

Did anyone else sing that title in their heads? (If you don’t know, it’s a lyric from Girl, Put Your Records On by Corinne Bailey Rae.)

I woke up with the song playing in my head, which is strange because I haven’t heard it recently. Still, I found myself singing it as I came downstairs, sat on the kitchen table, and opened my laptop.

I opened a blank page to write and then sat back. What should I write today? I stared at the blank page, the bananas hanging out in the middle of the table, the cloudless blue sky.

I couldn’t think of anything, so I put my fingers on the keys and wrote the first thing that came to mind. It was the lyrics to the song.

I typed them all, and then I got to this part of the chorus:

Sapphire and faded jeans,

I hope you get your dreams.

I paused after that.

I thought about something I posted in my Facebook group this morning. I’d asked the womxn in the group what their Medium goals were for November.

When I typed that lyric, I thought, I hope they all reach their goals this month. They deserve it.