Dreams

I wish I could win Lotto, just like everyone else. Worse is I'm dreaming at the moment what I'd do with the money if I won. I'll never get that sort of money- I hate hard work, and don't think it'll ever pay off. 

I was thinking about becoming a street blogger. I mean like living off the streets, with a bag of tech, and just writing what I saw. Recording people interacting, what I saw and what I felt. Poor I know, but that is sort of like my dream I guess. 

I like the concept of the street, like William Gibson says "The streets find their own use for things" (I think that's how it goes).

What use could the street find for me? Hell what use could anyone find for me.

I know a rant about my being inadequate is poor, but at this late hour I have nothing, except tossing and turning on the mattress of regret.