Dreams are easy to forget.

I thought today about doing something entreprenurial.
I remembered how at one point I had wanted to start a business.
I read some articles on entreprenurialism.
I thought about my job and how easy it was to just enjoy it.
I thought about how I'll be doing the same thing 5 years from now.
I felt envious of all those "got rich quick" Internet bozos out there.
I secretly wanted to be one.
I thought about what do I have to do to prove to myself that I could make it?
I thought about what I actually needed to make it as an entreprenuer?
I went back to my obsession with getting organizing.
I remembered my hatred of being organized.
I decided to sleep on it.