Life after social media and the meandering thought stream of deep consciousness


I want to chase the dream; to see the hills and the trees echo something beautiful; to see the face when I close my eyes, and embrace it completely. I hope the dream is real, and I hope the dream knows I am there. But how can I know without letting loose of everything and racing after it? Pray the sun doesn’t burn away the hills and the trees, evaporating the mist and disintegrating the dream. Let the light envelop and heighten everything I am and everything I want.


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