A dream

I have a dream, even though I am not sure what it is. It’s a dream anyway so it’s okay for it to be blurry. It’s a dream anyway so it doesn’t have to make sense. It’s a dream anyway so it’s based on my own will. It's above all the reason why; inexplicable, yet so liberating.

I have a dream that I thought I had lost. In the pouring rain, I still try to elaborate the interpretation of my own dream, I still try to rediscover myself, I still want to be found, it’s quite hopeless, it’s like chasing my own tail... But it’s better than chasing other people’s tails.

Boy, what am I thinking? why do I think that we should make a detailed proposal out of it? It's been unplanned, it's been surreal, it's a matter of feeling and willingness, isn't it?

I have a dream and it doesn’t have to consider, or compromise. with its persistence, maybe it’ll come true.