I don't understand people who dream in black and white. I just don't get it. My dreams have always been vivid color.

I was always someone who lived in the future all the time it was always the next thing - dreams of escape.

My mother was always working for a job so I guess I was always trained that I should have multiple jobs multiple aspirations. And I remember she had multiple aspirations always hearing about her dreams and things she did in the past and things she wanted to do.

Dreams have always expanded our understanding of reality by challenging our boundaries of the real of the possible.

But I have been interested in dreams really since I was a kid. I have always been fascinated by the idea that your mind when you are asleep can create a world in a dream and you are perceiving it as though it really existed.

I save my dreams and hopes for my kids. When I'm making a wish under a bridge or tunnel it's always for them.

Always wear cute pyjamas to bed you'll never know who u will meet in your dreams.

I'm not certain but I have a little gypsy blood in me. And my mother always told me that her grandma could give someone the evil eye and I'd better not cross her because she had some of that blood in her. Mother always believed that she could predict the future and she had dreams that came true.

My dreams were always small and puny. All I ever needed was a little house with a little picket fence by the sea. Little did I know that I would live in Malacanang Palace for 20 years and visit all the major palaces of mankind. And then also meet ordinary citizens and the leaders of superpowers.

I have been interested in dreams really since I was a kid. I have always been fascinated by the idea that your mind when you are asleep can create a world in a dream and you are perceiving it as though it really existed.