Wallace & Portia

REM sleep aside, dreams are the stuff futures are made of.

If you got a dream, and a hammer like Sir Wallace-stir there- you can build a tomorrow. Otherwise, you are likely going to stay put.

One day, Wallace and Portia started emailing and writing haikus and practicing random synchronized inversely proportional mood swings and that led to the dreaming.

I think that's what this is all about. Putting one foot in front of the other, through leaves, over bridges (a vague Kurt Vonnegut reference) until we get where ever it is we're going.

How about you? Are you dreaming? Or are you wide awake?
Either will do and either will get you where you're going. Just start down the path and have fun with it. What else, after all, is there?