My dream is to become a farmer. Just a Bohemian guy pulling up his own sweet potatoes for dinner.
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I think we all have a dream of what it would be like not to work and grow heirloom tomatoes, and I do have that dream. It would be lovely. I do love gardening and all of that, but I do love my work.
I always wanted to be a farmer. There is a tradition of that in my family.
That was where my dream began to take hold, of not havin' to pick cotton and potatoes, and not havin' to be uncomfortable, too hot or too cold. That in itself had driven me to try to find some better way of life.
I never even dreamed of being a chef, and that's fundamental.
I still have a dream of one day - I would love to hire a semi-retired contractor and just build a house - him and I building a house for me. I would truly love to do that.
You know how kids dream of being soccer players or actors? Well, my dream was to be a sushi chef.
I dream for a living.
You can plant a dream.
When I was growing up, I dreamed about becoming a cowgirl, a detective, a spy, a great actress, or a ballerina. Not a dentist, like my father, or a homemaker, like my mother - and certainly not a writer, although I always loved to read.
I dream about food.