Why is it that we call our hopes and aspirations dreams? Why do we relegate our deep desires for the future to the realm of sleep? Where nothing makes sense and time is irrelevant. Where the past, the present, and the future all get mixed up together in our heads. Perhaps it is our attempt to reclaim the confusion and chaos. Maybe in calling our forward-thinking wishes dreams, we bring the power of imagination and rest to bear as we march ceaselessly onward. We dream in the dark, an involuntary action. Let us also dream voluntarily in the light.
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