Sometimes on days like these, when familiar scents are carried in by the breeze, a dream or two of the past reappear.

They show me that the future was really just a heartbeat away.

The unfulfilled ones dare me to dream them again.

The ones that came true bring back the unrefrained joyousness of the moment.

So i dream new ones on days like today and hope that in the near future I can say that I dared to dream a dream beyond myself.

A dream that will lead to more than just glory.