Dreaming. Dreams are born with us, and I believe they’re half fantasy half will. Some people say dreams are just foolish illusions that break at the first wind blow. I don’t see things that way. For me, dreams are the blow that keeps the flame of life alight.

You see, when I was younger I’ve dreamt about having a coat like this, black and gold embroidered. And, for many years I thought I would never found one. It happened that someone had the same dream. And because of that, this awesome coat exists. And one of my little dreams became true.

The thing is, not everything we dream will become true. It happens because we dream a lot. And, as we all know, dreams and imagination are a sea of infinity possibilities. On the other hand, reality is way more limited.

By telling this, I don’t mean we shouldn’t dream. Otherwise, I truly believe we should. A lot. Because when a dream comes true, the border of reality we know gets larger.

And, if we are lucky enough, when we got older with all that wrinkles on our faces as a mark of what we’ve lived, we will look back and think we’ve lived a dream life. And, it will be happening just because what we have dared to dream became true.