These Dreams

I want to live by the sea, to wake up to the scent of sea water that permeates the air. I want to sit on the beach and watch the sun go down, the stars shining on an endless expanse of night and gently rolling water. To feel the sand between my toes as I walk, hearing only the waves as they crash on the shore and know that until the hurricane hits, this peace will remain.

And I want to see history. I want to walk through the streets of Europe, surrounded by people yet alone with my thoughts, knowing that this soil was trod by countless others for centuries before me. Know that many mistakes were made here, yes, and maybe still are. But I have known some of Europe's people, and I want to soak it all in, soak in the places and events that happened not so many years ago. And maybe discover that despite of and because of its culture, we will always have so much to learn.

And maybe most of all- I want my words to be heard. If we let them, words can heal, words can make a difference. I want what I say to reach out to those who are hurting, who have lost their way, for them to know they aren't the only ones there. Ambitious, I know, but I believe I'll make it. Cause we can all do so much more with our own words if we only know we aren't alone.