Daydream

I remember as child I would daydream all the time. But now that I'm an adult I really don't daydream as much, barely ever.  Until one day as I was sitting on a bunk bed at a youth camp and I had enough time to myself to just stop and let my mind go.  I allowed my self to imagine myself doing more than I would normally see myself doing.  You know like a little kid would do. I mean I could even see the clothes I had on. Now how crazy is that. A 26-year-old woman sitting on a bed in a cabin in the middle of the wood daydreaming of an imaginary life.

And then it hit me. Could it be that the image I saw during my daydream was really the person I was created to be?

I heard that people dream every night but they just forget what the dream was by the time they wake up in the morning.
With that said....... Could it be that normal everyday life causes me to wake up from my daydreams and forget everything that I was truly created to be???