Shortly after I wrote the last post I read this by failed at forty. I was going to add a comment saying "Are you me?" , but then I thought twice about these dreams, realising that's exactly what they are. They are the remnants of how we conceptualised our future in our late teens and early twenties. F@F managed to flesh hers out quite a bit more too.. kudos. However, almost nobody follows through with them. Some of my mum's group friends would appear to be doing so, but I have also seen the seamy underbelly of happy marriage (for another post) and so I am essentially unconvinced by them.