Dreams…

People elude me when I talk about dreams. From distant skies and certain angles I get different opinions on dreams and especially those who have been working for years. I however still hold on to dreams, and they provide me a safe spot for my own desires, pride, and deepest hopes to get somewhere someday.

If stars were as bright as they were when I was little, I would be the happiest kid around. As we grow up, dreams starts to fade, boys turn to men, and time bypasses faster. When will we learn to appreciate time and observe life as we did when we were kids?

I’m done with my dreamy stories =p I’m working somewhere I feel like comfort zone, but my dreams still are as bright as they were before, and always will be that way

~nick

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