I had a dreams of dreams achieved which lead to daydreams of things worth wishing for.  I’m flooded with fantasies of days to come, of nooks and books and cuddles with coffee mugs and trees that tower over roof tops where sitting on the porch feels other worldly.  A complete escape from the day to day where everything that exists beyond our haven is irrelevant, if just for an evening.  You’re there with me, as are those we hold closest. It’s our own corner of the world where life is perfect, even with it’s rough patches and flaws, because with each other, with our friends so near, how could anything tear us down?

But then I look around and I’m still trapped within these cubicle walls, looming so tall and threateningly above me… Reality is so unappealing.

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