I grew up in the sixties and seventies and lived through a wonderful era of dreamers. Unfortunately drugs got in the way of incredible dreamers and their dreams. Manipulated to discredit them, whether through outside influences or internally. Valuable ground was lost. I spent my prime divorced, living my dream and making sure I was creating and encouraging my daughters dreams as much as I possibly could. A challenge for both of her parents I am sure. It must have paid off because I couldn’t be prouder of her. A great article and good read my fellow dreamer!