I dreamed of a new future this weekend.
I felt that tingle of anticipation. Of new.
Doesn’t matter if it happens or not.
It was freeing and healing to picture something completely different than what I had planned.
Being open to a new possibility.
Contemplating jumping off that cliff.
It feels amazing.
Of course it is happening inside your head, Harry, but why on earth should that mean that it is not real? – Dumbledore HP7
We are the music makers,
And we are the dreamers of dreams,
Wandering by lone sea-breakers,
And sitting by desolate streams;—
World-losers and world-forsakers,
On whom the pale moon gleams:
Yet we are the movers and shakers
Of the world for ever, it seems.
fly girl, fly.
Love it. Love the quote, too, of course. ;P