Journal #5

Then Dolly began to envision Dreams. Dreams, that precious goal we tend to follow, that waits for us until we reach it. The unforgettable one that lives deep inside us, without a border line for him to end. What reason is there for Dreams to hide, and what force can go against him and break him? He sits silently beneath us, watching our actions take place. Sits wordless and proud everyday with his enthusiasm preserved, waiting for every step to bring us closer to him. Sits to remain followed, to remain wanted, and to remain accepted. She was bound to find a petal from his flowers in her garden someday soon. She needed help and willingness to find him. Pitiable Bob! He need't follow his goal with a passion to be able to reach for it. She sent Carla to help invigorate him, but he felt it was redundant. Life doesn't always please everyone, cuz they got to work hard to find what pleases them. He'd be okay if he was given what he wanted without any challenges. He would then be able to reach for his dream. That's how he thought it worked. But Carla told her differently, therefore she knew the truth. And even if she didn't say so, the next morning she was certain to have know, because a group of administrators arrived to review his exam that test his understanding. Administrators that hardly appear, came and knocked at his door for a surprise. Just walked in without a word of opposition. Hope, that wondering creature, had conquered the earth.