Anyway, one of my favorite musicals was (and still is) Man of La Mancha (the musical version of Cervante's Don Quixote). When I was living in New York, I saw it on Broadway five times. Still no intervention. The song I loved most was To Dream The Impossible Dream. For the theatre geeks out there, I've included the Elvis cover of the song:
Back in my 20's, I interpreted the song as a quest for a righteous life. In my late 30's, I have a decidedly different take on it. I think the song may have been inspired by harried housewives. Our list of "impossible dreams" piles up daily. For example:
I dream that I will one day be able to park my car in the garage.
I dream the baby birds who have happily taken up residence outside our window and chirp all morning will learn to fly away. Or die trying:
I dream my husband will one day love me as much as he loves his bean bag boards:
I dream I will have my own laminating machine:
I dream that I will uncover a treasure trove of vintage Fisher Price Little People at my favorite second-hand shop:
Comedian Mitch Hedberg perhaps summed it up best:
"I'm sick of following my dreams. I'm just going to ask them where they're going and hook up with them later."
Sounds like a plan to me.