Dream Journal Entry: 2nd February 2001

I am running along a road in Sydney kicking a football. I am wearing a vile bright yellow tracksuit. There are grass verges at either side of me, which are surrounded by small wooden fences. I hear someone speak to me. The voice echoes inside my head: “Kevin, it is not to late to become a great sportsman, everyone gets a second chance, anyone can make it if they are determined”.