Faith, trust and pixie dust.
My dreams, for the moment, are just that. Dreams.
And as long as I keep dreaming them and don't start living them, that's just what they will remain. Dreams.
And dreams often have this uncanny ability to be both intangible and tangible all at once, like grasping at the wind or living in a memory.
But then sometimes, something out of the ordinary happens. It may be a small sort of occurrence, or it might be tremendously large, but in that one moment, the miraculous and the magical takes place.
My dreams enter into the world I know as reality, and the days that I have named "someday" arrive and become what everyone who dreams hopes to taste.
~ Thursday, January 5 ~