What happened to dreams?

Really what happened to them? when you were small u dreamed of having tons of money like Scrouge McDuck in Duck Tales where he built this huge vault and installed a diving platform so that he could dive into all his money... when you were a teenager u dreamed of driving that BMW, all dressed up in a georgio armani suit with a few hot chicks in the back seat. when you were in university u stopped dreaming the crazy stuff but ur thoughts turn to being this on-the-go journalist writing for the MAS airlines in flight magazine which pays u to travel around the world to write about places of interest. and then when u get out of uni, u realize that even finding a job remotely related to your field and that pays enough for u to survive is not an easy feat. i'm not saying that i'm not happy in my current job. contrary i like my work even though it gets a bit boring at times... especially this chair that i'm sitting on right now... its the best damn chair i've had the privilege of sitting on... but somehow at the back of ur mind u think of what should have been....