You may say I'm dreamer...but I'm not the only one...
My mom told me today I'm dreamer. It reminded me of the chorus of John Lennon's Imagine.
He's dreaming about a different world.
I'm dreaming about living out of my creative heart.
Not entirely equal in their worth maybe. But, I can't help wondering, what is it about the human soul that cannot relinquish the idea of living out of it's dreams...of living beyond itself? And what is it about the human soul that doesn't? Why do we dream and choose to live entirely somewhere else?
