I dream....

       I dream of a world where nothing is forgotten.  A world where meaning comes easily and we search for ourselves in the treetops.
       I dream of a place where things are held sacred, where things hang in balance. A place where we can look at the stars yet toy with the concept of our own mortality.  A place where our infinity is not a joke.
       I dream of a mind that looks like a city, a mind that I can get lost in.  A mind where some things don't line up and some things fall out of line.
       I dream of a house that always feels like home, a house that has no dark corners.  This house is lovely and full of plants, completely void of dust.
       I dream of a school that teaches us of life, how to save money and how to find love.  A school that shows us what's truly important, a school that teaches how to be a good friend and how to save someone.
       

Light Speed

Sometimes I see my mind as a city, the tall buildings and the unique shops, so much squished in there that it’s hard to see the edges.  There are people in the city, they strut and they walk and they bike and they drive and they go about their lives while creating something from nothing.  

Normally the people move at regular speed, going from home to work to home to play to home to sleep to repeat.  They are happy and busy and sometimes sad and occasionally wishing for more.   But then I start thinking about everything and the people start speeding up and the cars start driving faster and as I think about life and love and college applications and who likes who and who likes me and I have to turn in that essay and I have to get a job and there’s that thing on Saturday night, but oh, wait I have a volleyball tournament that day and what the hell does this Spanish word mean until everything is moving far too fast and the streets are overflowing and the arteries of the city are all clogged up and the stores are selling out faster than our Chinese connections can supply them and the sky is turning orange and the mist is blocking everything and all the things happen at light speed until suddenly, it all, just, stops.