Is there anything we believe more or less than dreams?

They can be a guiding star, something that makes us reconsider our life and fate, or they can be a nuisance. Meaningless fodder, games played between the sun and the moon over our heads.

Do you believe in dreams?

How do you take them?

Perhaps they connect you to the deepest parts of your soul.

Does that scare you?

Or does it give you hope, to find that part of your heart you've lost?

In their pure existence, dreams imply so much.

An unfurled subconscious. Like a baby blanket.

Don't worry too much about it, anyway.

Here's the way I see it:

If destiny calls, make sure you don't miss it.