I dreamt of a past. A past I have yet not forgotten. A past I like dwelling in. A past I like wondering about. A past which when dreamt of made me wake up smiling. Such pasts should be treasured. Such pasts make you thank that they were there and made you into who you are today.
beautifully articulated…i know exactly what you’re talking about. sometimes I can only sit back and marvel at the things i did a hundred years ago!