Dreams

Living in a world full of skeptics, I still find myself staring longingly into the distance. I still find myself dreaming more than I consider reality. I have my head stuck in the clouds. When I return to my reality, I am not near as pleased. My dreams keep me sane. I don't want to be brutishly chained to hopeless realities. I want to soar in the worlds of natural impossibilities. I want to dream big and I want to make the skeptics believe my fantasies. If I have accomplish even one thing, I have not failed. I have succeeded well at holding onto my kite. My rainbow kite of dreams.