We grow great by dreams. All big men are dreamers. They see things in the soft haze of a spring day or in the red fire of a long winter’s evening. Some of us let these great dreams die, but others nourish and protect them; nurse them through bad days till they bring them to the sunshine and light which comes always to those who sincerely hope that their dreams will come true.
– Woodrow Wilson –
and i just can’t agree more.
i will go and see places i’ve been dreaming of, pursue my dream to write something for everyone, building my future dream sanctuary bit by bit… just a small step each time, but without a pause, and i will get there eventually.
day forty one of 365