Before, I used to scribble my dreams on a paper to inspire me everyday. Well, that was when I was still a kid but now I have blown number of candles already, I got tired of scribbling them. Now, I just imagine my dreams on a thin air and try to see them when I sleep at night.
I think I had too much in life and I just need my very own feathers to build my wings and fly. I need an escape in this chaotic world I am dwelling. I would love the chase my dreams with my new built wings.