My life hasn’t been a dream, but I believe that small, fleeting dreams crash into us somewhere along the way.They’ve taken my breath away, made me smile or cry, filled me with hope or anguish, and are worth the experience.They’ve enriched my life, so I’ll close my eyes, and open my heart, hoping I stumble into more. Post published:August 1, 2022 Post category:the meaning of...nothing. Read more articles Previous PostRunning Late Next Postrain and wind drag You Might Also Like Take Two December 4, 2017 the convenience of insanity and loneliness February 3, 2016 real eyes and brewing July 26, 2015 six word story #6 spin with me August 10, 2015 Inside out November 16, 2020