Stuff Dreams are Made of
I bought a "dream catcher" ear ring around the Yellowstone area and the phrase "stuffs dreams are made of" wont get out of my head.
On a particularly long stretch of road which had rolling hills to one side, lightly snow dusted mountains afar, and green fields on the other, we drove through sunset. On that day, we met the sunset 5 times. And we all talked about "the little prince" and how sad he was the day he saw 42 sunsets.
But we were not sad. We were jubilant to be seeing the sunset so many times. As we gained elevation a little by little, the sun continued to disappear, reappear and disappear again. Awing us, teasing us and making us warm in our heart.
That Montana road, the company, the surreal lights, and the newly paved roads.
That memory is already beginning to be one of the stuffs that dreams are made of.
On a particularly long stretch of road which had rolling hills to one side, lightly snow dusted mountains afar, and green fields on the other, we drove through sunset. On that day, we met the sunset 5 times. And we all talked about "the little prince" and how sad he was the day he saw 42 sunsets.
But we were not sad. We were jubilant to be seeing the sunset so many times. As we gained elevation a little by little, the sun continued to disappear, reappear and disappear again. Awing us, teasing us and making us warm in our heart.
That Montana road, the company, the surreal lights, and the newly paved roads.
That memory is already beginning to be one of the stuffs that dreams are made of.
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