It's brilliant how we set off on our journeys and we talk about the walk ahead with a dozen aspirations with our heads in the air trying to keep our feet on the ground. It's also brilliant how we can almost see our future in intervals, still images that flood our minds with enriching aromas, crackling chuckles and silent smiles. We weave dream threads , we sequence events with our imagination which culminate into heights we set for ourselves to achieve. They're so powerful, these dreams, that we cannot bear the thought of shatter or scatter. Delicate, fragile and volatile. These go on to combine into helplessness. Open your eyes and you're lying on the ground or somewhere floating in the sea, how did you fall from that sky? I like this place, my people,my space. But birds are awesome because they're so close to paradise. You're on that floor with your dreams on your side. You both stare at each other in the eye while your opponents per se are having the