Then turn those daydreams into reality!
These days, our lives are filled with information. Maybe too much of it. Every second of the day we open up wide and words and images are shoveled in. This information tsunami fills up a lot of space set aside for daydreams.
What we do then, I suspect, is a massive amount of filtering. Every meme, article, news clip and sound bite goes down a giant conveyor belt inside your head where the sorting team goes through the whole lot, cataloging what will be thought about immediately, and what will get filed away to wake you up at 3 am on a Tuesday six months from now.
And the rest? Well, a large majority of it probably goes out through the ear-hole garbage chute. Space is the ultimate commodity in Brainville.
Go after what you really want
Don’t ask why? Ask why not?
Knowing that we’re on full-tilt information overload, it is interesting to see what ideas stick over time.
Which of the farfetched daydreams will come to fruition? What unconscious machinations will you employ to keep something simmering until it can reach full boil?
Time and memory are at work and often we don’t even know it. The answers reveal themselves at a later date.
One of the great things about keeping a blog is that you get to re-read what you were thinking in the past and perhaps pinpoint the spark that ultimately ignited. I love that.
In 2015, I fulfilled a daydream when I visited the Gemini Giant muffler man in Wilmington, Illinois. I don’t have any superpowers or special ability. The only thing I ever do is recognize that the happiness I will feel is worth the effort.
Now, to some people, this particular daydream might be dumb. You rode your motorcycle more than 900 miles to see THAT? But each day we’re all on a personal journey that reaches far beyond what the 3-dimensional clings to. Shiny green fiberglass was much more than just shiny green fiberglass.
Keep dreaming, keep doing, keep adventuring. Your life depends on it.
What are you daydreaming about?
The Gemini Giant stands sentinel on Route 66 in the town of Wilmington, Illinois. For as long as I can remember being aware of muffler men, he has captured my imagination as being special. Is it the handsome green space suit? The helmet? Maybe his name? I can’t say for sure.
What I do know is that he is my favorite muffler man. That’s just the way it is. To some people these fiberglass giants all look the same. They think, what’s the big deal? They don’t do anything. They just stand around being the same as every other muffler man who stands around looking the same.
But, those people would be wrong.
The town of Wilmington is 900 miles from my house. In the scale of this big, wide world it’s not that far. Hell, people ride further than that in a 24 hour period. But, the truth is – sometimes it seemed like I would never be able to get there. I mean, it’s easy to hop on a plane, fly to California and do some sightseeing around San Francisco or LA. A trip like that seems to have a much more concrete purpose, a more definitive destination. You don’t question that you would be able to fill your time there with a million things. When would I ever have a reason to find myself in Wilmington, Illinois?
But, you know what? The only places you can’t get to are the ones you decide you can’t get to. When you decide there isn’t reason enough to go, there isn’t reason enough. But, when you decide you can and there is? Well, then…
In October of 2015, I finally made my way to Wilmington.
It might sound silly but when I approached the spot where he stands I actually got a flutter of excitement. Especially when my GPS stopped marking his distance in miles and started marking it in feet. I may have said “Ohmygahhhhd” out loud. Maybe.
When I pulled into the lot and parked, I stumbled around for a few minutes just gawking.
I’d made it!
To a parking lot of a closed down restaurant!
Reconciling what you’re seeing with what you’d imagined is a curious feeling. Arriving at knowing versus wondering is almost a physical sensation.
Though I was dazzled by his gorgeous green suit, that I did something that I set out to do was as important than seeing the thing itself. Maybe more important.
I just now realized that the Gemini Giant is secretly smiling underneath his helmet. I know someone else like that.
Thankfully, I don’t have a football jammed up in mine, though.
Just wanting to is reason enough to do things.