With all its roots in
sham, skull-drudgery and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world. Be
careful. Seek to be happy and content. Go outside late at night and pray to the
stars, soak in the moon, let the spirit of the night infiltrate your soul or
whatever you want to call it that keeps you alive and keeps your spirit. Broken
dreams? Sure, but a lot of those dreams really weren’t worth fulfilling in the
first place…they were just a race to nowhere…a nowhere of perpetual treadmills.