the week after

blue skies

The Monday after it all I find that everything is the same. Everything is as it is. Nothing seems to have changed. I am wondering if I was wrong to think that I am a better person than I was last week. After accomplishing something, which from my vantage point is a mean feat, I am reluctant to come back down to reality. Is it so bad to have my head in the clouds sometimes? Is it so bad to allow a dream to take hold of me for a little while?

“Everyone is trying to accomplish something big, not realizing that life is made up of little things.”