Thursday, March 3, 2011

A dream

I purchased a small stone a couple of weeks ago with the word dream etched on it. I thought it was just sort of pretty. But after looking at it for a bit I came to the conclusion I no longer have a dream. I can remember most of my life I always had a dream. I don't know when I ceased to have a dream in my life. But ever since hen I have been trying to develop a dream for my life. But my fear is that without having something to dream for in my life I will just wither up and die on a dreamless vine.

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