What would you give for success?

The vista of Central Park out of my 75th floor office window is beautiful. I should be working but I am reclining in my director’s chair, the seams of my expensive suit stretching to match the contours of my body. The office phone rings once... twice... I hear my PA, Lucy, pick up... 'Red Cherry Communications, Executive Office....' I wait, expecting her to announce a caller. But, there is no announcement - as per usual, Lucy has perfectly redirected the time-wasters.

My diary is as full as my bank account and I shake myself into action as I hear my fourth appointment of the day, introduce themselves to Lucy in the Executive reception.

I am content; excessively happy because the dream I had many, many years before has come true and all it cost me was.....

...........well nothing yet, because sadly, it's still just a dream.

I sit here writing about my imaginary success but for now, I am jolted back to reality as I get a text on my phone - it's T-mobile telling me that my bill is overdue.

I let my mind wonder: just what would I give to get that level of success? I know I would give up all my spare time for a year if success was guaranteed. I would live in the gutter for a month, if success was guaranteed. I know, I know, nothing in life is for sure, but what would I give to ensure that I do all I can to make my dream, my reality.

To be honest, I really don't know, but what I do know is that, right now, I will work as hard as is necessary to be the best I can be, then, if I achieve all I want to, great but if I don't, at least I will know that I gave it all I had.

After all, no regrets. I have many more dreams.