i like to dream about my life. in my head
i visit old places, i replay painful memories,
i watch myself grow, i try to grasp about my future self,
i paint the sights i've come across once,
i imagine my first apartment - maybe even a garden,
i dream about all of the possibilities,
i wander through every direction.

i like to read my old self
through pages, through smells, through songs.
i like to visit my childhood
through pretty words, through the right angle of light, through films;
i dream about my life; i dream about the universe itself.