So, I had this crazy dream last night, right? It started with me stepping onto this massive soccer field—like, think World Cup final vibes. And I’m not just playing soccer; I’m dominating. I’m scoring goals left and right like I’m some kind of soccer prodigy. It was so real, I could almost hear the crowd cheering me on. I mean, I’m talking about five goals in a row! The first one, I kicked it from way outside the box, and it curved in like a movie scene. Goal number two was a header—I don’t even know how I pulled that off. I could feel the power in my legs with every kick, like I was Messi or something. By the time I scored goal number five, I was thinking, “This is it. I’m gonna get signed by a pro team, maybe even start my own brand of cleats!”

But then… I woke up.

And I’m lying in bed, all sweaty and out of breath ...