Talk about dreams Jay...

You are walking along side a creek... alone. There is no rush; you hear the leaves crinkle as you step on them. It's a cool autumn afternoon and the sun will soon lazily set. The stream of water next to you soothingly bubbles & turns it's way to the ocean. You won't walk that far, soon you'll turn to go home but for now the walk feels great. No worries in the world, you just left all that troubles you behind. Nothing is due anytime soon little things like the breeze caressing your cheek, distract you. It's absolutely beautiful; it's quiet & peaceful; it's not perfect and yet it is.

You keep walking, you feel warm but not hot. Leaving the creek behind, the path leads you to the top of a hill from which you can see the neighboring town. Thin streams of smoke creep from the chimney of some houses in the distance. You stare and absorb it all in... you hope you'll never forget how little and insignificant you are and how wonderful that feels. Life has a wonderful way of unfolding in front of your eyes.