I'm utterly amazed at myself because I read this last night and gosh didn't I have a vastly different response(to myself) than my response(to myself) this morning. I'm more cynical at night and slightly more optimistic in the morning. Thing is the only thing that changed was a few hours of sleep.

Do I believe in love? Yes, both cynically and optimistically. My cynical reaction was, yes, but it takes a lot of work and that I truly doubt there's any 40-50 something men out there that aren't utterly jaded to the pointbthat they self destruct their own chances at working on such a task such as love. Because let's be honest, it takes work..oh and being present. Physically, emotionally, spritually.
Yes, optimistically, of course provided that hope rings eternal.

Do I believe in dreams? Yes, I believe in goal setting.
Unless we're talking romanticism? Fate/Destiny/Kismet? Then that, too, might be why waking up each morning is a fresh start, new beginning, another chance?