no matter what may come.

it's 4am.

can't sleep.

(or avoiding my sleep dreams).

either way,

i'm awake.

as i sit here listening to friends sing,

look at another's travels,

and write emails to africa,

i'm reminded that although i am alone & awake at 4am,

i am very close to the things i love.

surrounded, when i need it.

thankful.

at the end of a very exposed email,

she asked me, "could lost dreams be the most devastating thing in life?"

my answer: "yes."

let's promise, to never let each other stop dreaming.

stop chasing them.

no matter what may come.

ever.

you can call me a fool,

but i know the truth.

and i trust in that.