Last time we met up we talked about dreams vs reality. Do you remember? I asked which was better. You said reality. I disagreed. I said reality never lived up to our expectations. I joked that maybe my reality had been really awful. I joked that maybe my expectations were too high. Whatever the truth, I was wrong.
Reality is better. A whole lot better. Do you know why? Because it actually happens. Good or bad, the things are concrete, periods in time where we can know things for certain. My dreams are complicated and confusing, and I’m struggling to make any sense of them at the moment. It’s easy to get lost.