Thursday, November 29, 2012: Bo Bruce - Holding The Light

Sometimes when I dream, I'm convinced that I travel to different places.  Convinced.  I wake up remember where I've been in my dreams far more vividly that I usually remember the places I've supposedly been in this life.

The buildings, streets, faces of the people, the clouds in the skies.  The trees.  The cities on the hillsides full of houses.  I've been there, I know it.

Then I wake up.  To this life.

Sometimes, I really do wonder.