the day i forgot how to dream

Last time, I thought I forgot how to dream. But as day passes by, I realized that is still runs on my mind. On the day I thought I forgot how it is to dream, maybe it just took a rest and slept at that time. But like a living existence in the world, all takes time to rest, to recover. But it doesn't mean that it went away, that it run off. It just continues to live by, and is synonymous to how living is--taking it all, good and bad/all-bad/all-good. Then exhaustion will follow. After that one big exhaustion, either from being overwhelmed from success and most of the time failure, is a recovery. This recovery help us to dream again. We could not be aware of it, but yes we dream again. It could be a new one or an old dream, it doesn't matter. Dreaming is just a normal part of being human. We continue to run after an exhaustion, and live as long as our life. We continue to dream. We use dreaming and living, side by side. We make ourselves happy by how our choices from dreaming and living let us be.