30 Letters - Day 5; Your Dreams.

Dear Dreams,

You were so clear and bright when I was a kid. But now, you’re just a puzzle, a rubix cube. I can’t make up my  mind on what you’re suppose to be.. Everything’s out of place. I wish you were just easier to figure out back when I was 7 when I would just repeat you all the time. Now.. I’m not too sure if you’re even real…