I dreamed the other day...
3 years ago
that I was back in school. However, there were no classrooms. There were no pieces of paper or pens to write with. Everything that we learned was written within our hearts and souls. Every word we spoke was sacred and every promise we made was fulfilled.
It was a dream, but in it… someone broke with this way of living, and challenged the way that things should be, trying to show everyone else the way of progress and advancement.
I woke up before finding out what happened next. But I awoke with such a deep sense of sorrow and pain that I woke up crying.
