My dream(s) have awakened: Lucky Charms at midnight.

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I am stirred.

Stirrings are stirring me.

So stirred, I find myself steered towards another smartly purchased box of Lucky Charms.

This time, I find my dreams beckoning me. Like the prize, in a box of Cracker Jack, my heart scrounges to find SOMETHING within each spoonful of Lucky Charms.

Lucky Charms makes me feel like an innocent kid, once again.

Diving in, milk rudely tumbling down old cheeks, I find the kid who dreamed of sitting in front of a crashing ocean, writing of all the things life may have in store for me.

Decades later, I spoon my dreams and wonder if I will ever hold them, within my own hands.

Who knows?

I can still dream.

I do.

I find Lucky Charms to contain the wisdom of the wide world to this child heart, called me.

Where shall I go?

What shall I grow up to BE?

I hope I never grow up.

I hope I always stay this searching, silly, serious, ridiculous, coffee drinking, be about being about it goofball who believes…

Who believes.

Ah.

Aha!

believing in spite of every evidence to the contrary,

Sweetpea(aka Cassandra)

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Your dreams are just that. YOURS. Dreams. They are precious. They are priceless. As are you. Life is short. Have a bowl of Lucky Charms with me and wonder/wander amongst your dreams. I shall continue to ask God and Life to help me make some come true. Who knows? God does and He ain’t telling.

I love you.

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Published by Cassandra S.

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