A couple of years ago I had to reteach myself how to dream.
I should be grateful I realized I had forgotten.
But what to do of the dreams come true?
Is now the time to dream up some more?
I would say it’s almost a shame to be getting everything I wanted, but then again,
I’m the one living my dreams.
And it’s hard to be sad when you’re happy.
But isn’t it weird how easy it is to be sad about how happy you are?