What gets you through the days now that your dreams are dead?
I had a dream the other night that things would be okay: We wouldn’t have this agony that plagues us through the day. We wouldn’t fear the future and we wouldn’t feel the pain of living in a union that we know we can’t sustain. We’d find a way to make things work and keep our dreams alive. It wouldn’t be that easy, but together we’d survive. I ran to email all my friends, excited and awake, but then I saw the Internet and realized my mistake.
Hey, here’s something from Gordon, a new one to me. Enjoy.