Saturday, January 29, 2011

Dreams are my enemies. 
        They remind me what reality lacks.
                  In them I live what I cannot hope for.
     Makes it harder to try to adjust.
Even though 
...I know...
You were right.


  1. But what about good dreams? The ones where you eat a lot of ice cream and then people decide that you're so good at eating ice cream that they make you president of the United States?

  2. Thats, really interesting. I just wrote a blog about dreams and then realized I have not been to your blog for awhile only to see the last thing you wrote was also about dreams. I enjoyed reading your saying.


And out of the void a voice came.