I feel literally sick. I had a dream last night, and I don't know why I feel as I do about it. It made me want things I've never wanted before. It made me realize that everything I love is gone. It made me wonder if what I dreamed was true, plausible, possible... the circumstances and the outcome. It made me realize that it's 100% okay to dream. And not in the figurative sense. It's okay to follow something blindly. Because once you get there, you are the one that decides if what you dreamed of was worth it.

And for me, it was always worth it to dream. But I think my dream last night was as close as I'll ever get to what I want.
There is no sense in dreaming anymore.

"In dreams, emotions are overwhelming."