“dreams can wait”
at my first job’s desk—
shoes tapping cold linoleum,
overhead fluorescence drones—
I was told:
hunker down;
dreams can wait.
years later
the tapping continues
lights now LED
dreams on dimmer switches.
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crypticbard (Pseudonym) (
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Times change, technology moves on and although the style of the car is different it still carries us to our destination. Nicely written Cryptic
Yes! So true. Thanks, dear Soren 🙏🏻🕊️
My pleasure Cryptic
the same dreams different technology, well written
Indeed. Methods of realisation do change 🙏🏻🕊️
most welcome
Grab your dreams early, time waits for no man.
True! Always looking forward to what you have to say🕊️🙏🏻
Wow, Arqios...this is quietly devastating. The years move forward, the surroundings modernize, but the dream keeps getting deferred. That simplicity makes the whole thing hit even harder. Powerful work, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
To have understood and affirm that reality is the best validation yet. Thanks, Tittu🙏🏻🕊️
Yay! You are most welcome, dearest friend!
My dreams are the same: the only change is the Hairline.
A well Observed Write.
Ah yes, how could the hairline have been left out!? Perhaps it’s the mirror boycott which still stands. 🙏🏻🕊️👍🏻
Much rather have a Receding Hairline, than a Advancing Hairline.
For sure! 👍🏻
Dream always Rik they cn become true.
Andy
A true upside! 🙏🏻🕊️
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