I dream of flying every single day, I wonder what it means to me... I guess I just need to get away from this city life and once again embark on a backpack trip to see all that is to see and feel all that is to feel in this life. I don't know why but honestly I don't really feel like conforming to this insidious life called the social norm?

It's like everywhere I looked, I feel so detach from my world, its like I'm living my dream and when I go to sleep I feel alive and more real.

Is it Insomnia? or just a certain method my body use to run away from some underlying issues that I've yet to face?

I often dream of flying... and I wonder why It feels more real than walking on foot in real life...

Oh dee wells!

"God, whatever it is... Don't let me fall?"