Belly Is A Dream

   I don't believe something. There is no perfect, there will always be something that is not ...

   My dream life: I'm leaving for America, only me with a few levs, turned into dollars and with the clothes on my back. I spend a lot and everything, just to stay here. Suddenly someone notices me. Director. He comes to my work, offers me his idea for a movie / series. I'm in the lead role, a male girl. At first there is no money, the idea is not known whether it will be realized. I take a picture and the countertop approves it, world interest, a lot of money. I'm getting rich. Out of nowhere, I become one. The unassuming outsider is already being noticed. All the media is talking about me. I'm starting to make millions, billions of dollars. But I keep what I need. Instead of a house I buy a yacht, not one of the expensive ones, decent. I donate a large part of the income I earn. I participate in many charities. An earthly man. I always take the time to take pictures with my fans. I find a man who loves and appreciates me, soulmate. Maybe two. Man and woman. We live together as a threesome. I outlive my childhood dream, sell the yacht and buy a decent house on the beach, I don't have expensive cars. I donate the money from the yacht. I take pictures and over 90% of my income goes to donations. I avoid the publicity of my personal life, I keep it zealously. One day I have a child, although it is not what I dream of. I watch it with my people. He becomes a great person, everything I failed to be. I live a happy average life, surrounded by people who love me and I love them. I avoid the publicity of my personal life, I keep it zealously. One day I have a child, although it is not what I dream of. I watch it with my people. He becomes a great person, everything I failed to be. I live a happy average life, surrounded by people who love me and I love them. I avoid the publicity of my personal life, I keep it zealously. One day I have a child, although it is not what I dream of. I watch it with my people. He becomes a great person, everything I failed to be. I live a happy average life, surrounded by people who love me and I love them.

   Only dreamers here

   I don't think luxury can make a person happy for long. Because at some point he gets overwhelmed and no longer knows what he wants. Otherwise, money gives security and confidence, in case of force majeure, this is a fact. That's why most people associate happiness with money. But oversatisfaction in itself, I think, at some point begins to have a negative effect.