The Light of Dreams

 When you were a child, you always said you wanted to travel the world. Dreams knew no limits, and there was no fear in the vast unknown. But now that you’ve grown, you suddenly find yourself lost—even in your own city. The once fearless steps have turned into hesitation, and the dreams that once felt within reach have faded into distant echoes.

You don’t know if your dreams have died or if it’s simply natural for the ability to dream boundlessly to disappear with age. Perhaps only children believe in the brilliance of the stars. When you grow older, you start to think that the light you admire in the sky has long since died.