“...The heart mourns people and places and returns to them in dreams...”

“...when someone is honest and vulnerable, they wring my heart - I want to hug them for being real...”

“...some people won't even own a dog for fear it will die - you can't bubble-wrap your heart...”

“...when people oppose your view, you can become a lightning rod, but if I were you, I'd let them stew...”

“...my dreams are tangled in images of stars and clouds and firelight - we go camping at night - it's my lucid dream of being with you...”

“...I live with regrets - the bittersweet loss of innocence - the red track of the moon upon the lake - the inability to return and do it again...”

“...a dream isn't a wish - it's an altered state of consciousness ...”