I am one of those people who never had a dream. But there were goals. And these goals, like me, were fulfilled step by step. Thought about it the other day. I always knew what I wanted. I was not shaken in doubt from side to side, and therefore I clearly went to the very point that my heart dictated to me, and for which my mind gave approval. Heart and mind - these two guys have always been friends with me, and I don’t remember a single conflict between them. Now I can clearly see that people do not suffer because they cannot get something they want. Not at all. Their misfortunes are closely connected with the inability to understand - and what exactly they want. I don't have a dream. None. But there are competitive goals - to meet spring with joy, to fly to the sea and even the ocean. I don't dream, I take a step. I buy clothes in which I will be pleased to sit on Moscow terraces and catch the first, most useful rays of the sun on my face, and I book rooms in hotels located on the shores of the blue-blue sea. And these steps themselves are already giving me real pleasure. The examples I have given are banal, but from my life. I do not disclose deeper and more distant goals. Because I don't dream. I'm going for what I really want. And, as a rule, I really do.