Dreamy existence. Not awake, not asleep.
What could be, might be, will be.
Ahh, what will it be.
Anything is possible, drift up to the stars-infinite possibility.
Unknown possibilities that will override any sadness, any trauma felt.
Fresh. In the next second a new start–
like the stars in the night sky.
Inspired while listening to Band of Horses and their CD Infinite Arms