When you think of the American Dream, you probably think of owning a big cushy house in the suburbs with a white picket fence, a wife (or husband), 2 kids, and a shiny BMW.

That’s not my American Dream. Nor is it the American Dream for many of those considered to be Generation X and Y.

My dream involves financial and geographic freedom to do what I wish, when I wish, where I wish. That’s worth a lot of money to me.

My dream involves living in the city, no matter what that costs me. I (still) have no desire to own a home. No where in my American Dream is a 30 year mortgage, nor is there a white picket fence. Would owning property be nice? Certainly. But not if it means trading financial freedom for it.

My dream involves being surrounded by, and working with, passionate people making a difference in this world on a daily basis.

My dream involves the perfect girl. When that happens, then kids will probably be more appealing. For now, I just can’t see kids with the wrong person as a good idea.

My dream involves a lot of living and traveling abroad.

My dream involves running a business with a social cause behind it — and mentoring, funding and inspiring others to do the same.

Maybe I just haven’t found the place I want to call home for 30 or 40 years. Maybe I’m just in a “live in the city” phase of my life. Maybe my thoughts will change in 5 years. Maybe I have no clue what I’m talking about. But as of now — that’s my American Dream. And I’m sticking to it.

What’s YOUR American Dream?

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