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Winter ABC Day 2: Please Don't Wake Me Up!

Crowded House's "Don't dream it's over", constantly plays in my mind. It's clear that 80s pop music is the soundtrack to my life; all my life. Dreams are considered the subconscious playing out our innermost thoughts and desires. Most of my dreams could make great scripts for blockbusters.

Like Martin Luther King Jnr, I have a dream. My dream is an idealistic life with no poverty and pain. A life full of opportunities and growth.

In my dream life, I am standing by the window from a high raised building in New York city. It's my office. I am an influential shareholder in a major corporate. I am heading a multi media company that employs over 15,000 individuals across the globe. I am the BOSS!

I have just come out of an important board meeting. We are looking to put in major funding for a campaign focused on the youth.  We have to come up with a sure fire campaign that's as global as Coca-Cola's 'Open happiness' campaign. I have to dash off now. It's a date!

My man is just as busy as I am and we are intentional about making time for each other. He's so fine. Where do you find a successful black man, who puts money into other companies in New York? Well, I hit the jackpot. We have been in a committed relationship for the longest time. Because of our hectic schedules, we chose to wait to have children together. Instead he adopted my daughter and we got a big, fluffy dog. We live in a luxurious penthouse upper New York. It's modern yet has that touch of being at home.

We meet up for lunch at our favourite Italian restaurant. We catch up about the day so far and make plans for the evening. We always love bonding over food. In our spare time, we have been taking cooking lessons as a couple. At home, it's a family thing where everyone specialises in their favourite dish. Tonight's a bit different. Our daughter is off for a sleepover at friend's whilst we attend the Mayor's fundraising gala.

Lunch is over and we have to get  back to work. In a long, lingering kiss we say goodbye. Not so far from the Italian restaurant, I have an appointment for 2.30 p.m. It's time to get the youth involved in this campaign. Luckily my outfit says 'cool' and bless, my youthful looks. We are about to turn this world upside down, wait and see.

Later in the evening, my partner and I are rubbing shoulder with the big wigs in politics, corporate and social. I am dressed in a sexy David Tlale gown that oozes elegance. My whole wardrobe is styled and filled with African made clothes and shoes. With the shoes though, I am in love with my Manolos and Nike sportswear. I can't be earning six figures and not reward myself. This event is about networking and safeguarding strategic relationships.

The evening ends and so does my dream. I open my eyes for a little while, flip over my pillow. I smile. I just might continue with this dream. My dream is about my hardwork paying off financially and in its vision. I am in a relationship with a man that I am compatible with. We are building our lives and careers together. My daughter gets her American dream - of living in the USA. I have New York city!

"Hey now, hey now, don't dream it's over," Crowded House.

It's in the universe, just one breakthrough is all I need!

P.S. Always write your own love story!

Ciao!

Lady E

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