I love sleeping, but I think it's wasted when I can't remember the dreams I had throughout the night, those are the dreams that get me through each day, I need that wonder and amazement o show me I can still feel alive...

I place we can go that cannot be taken away...unless we lose our mind. Snake

A toast: to dreams, dreaming and especially dreamers. I think to dream is to fill the world with wonderment... not just to have goals or to imagine a tomorrow different from today, but to see the world as possibilities, to envision the now as open to the new... like a child who sees the world anew each day, where wonder and amazement can be found in the simplest of things, where eternity springs from the tip of a single blade of grass, and immortality permeates with the rays of the sun. To live the dream, to be the eternal child, to dance despite the chains enslaving each day. No doubt... sometimes dreams are all we can truly possess. very uplifting in a gentle way.

A perfect piece at 7am on a rainy tuesdy morn'n, i've been exercising that right since conscious thought graced my brain in the form black and white many moons ago, good stuff:)

Thanks for reminding me :)- ^V^