If ever you felt the need to dream, my advice, dream. Do that thing that let your imagination roam free. Let it take you up to the skies above or down to the ground where leaves become one with earth. If ever you wanted to know why you cried at birth, dream. The ideas for your life are as small or vast as the dreams you dream for yourself. So keep this high point of your life and dream.
I spent yesterday looking at the top of trees from the ground up. The skies were blue, temperatures were cool, and leaves were coloring the earth in the fines hues. We laid on the ground and wondered what would come of our dreams. They remain buried in spaces few touch. We failed a dream we dreamt on Friday and so laying down back to the earth helped to remind us of why failures are always good. Though that dream maybe deferred, at least we have the ground and the earth plus all the colors it brings from yellow to blue, at least we can dream and dream and dream again.
Writing with Juliet Iwelunmor 
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