-Image by: Johannes Plenio – Unsplash- When Dreams Collide It was early AM. Darkness still ruled the night, and the dream I was having collided
Today, perhaps my mind is still unsettled, still searching for some ultimate truths, and that is okay. The words still mean something to me. Whatever my writing comes to be, somewhere in those sentences and paragraphs, in those characters and plots, there will be parts of me, and, actually, they are pretty easy to find. I am not a very large mystery in the scheme of things.