I'm sure there are times, when you give pause, still yourself and for a moment simply stare into the incessant void before you without a single thought. And during that petit moment, somewhere on the otherside a couple embraces; a youth dies of preventable death; someone is lied to and doesn't know what pain they will eventually face. And you... you passed the moment blissfully without a care in the world.
Thus it was not a waste of your time.
I'm pretty sure that, it's quite impossible to waste your life away. Only when you look back at your life would you feel that you should have done more. Stop it. I wish I had wasted more time, daydreaming.
In my dreams the sky is always clear, sunny but not hot. There would be a slight breeze that grazes the skin in comfortable coolness, and when I close my eyes... a cushin of air would embrace me, lulling me to sleep. There would be endless fields of grass rolling hill to hill, and trees with leaves that rustle softly to the wind. Nature's wind chimes. It would be exactly like when I was young... and I could stroll barefoot wherever I went. Catch tadpoles in a little pond, fall recklessly into a pool of catfish... feel them graze my feet as I swam.
I feel the luckiest when I'm dreaming. Like I'm the luckiest person in the world. It feels lucky to be alive.
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