a man clenched his fist for forty years to keep from losing what was in it.
he opened it once.
it had been empty the whole time, and the hand was finally free.
the dog loses his whole mind over a walk he takes every single day. same block. same hydrant. same smell of the same neighbor's trash. i've been to paris once and i'm bored. he's been to the mailbox four thousand times and he has never been more alive.
imagine you are god and you can dream anything, perfectly, forever. how long before you dream being someone who forgot they were dreaming. that is the only adventure left. and here you are, reading this, having pulled it off magnificently. #awakening