I dream of what my heart desires. What I can't get out of my mind before I fall in to a deep slumber. I remember and long things from the past; nostalgia. Especially for my Family, Friends, the Good and Bad Relationships. They all come back to remind me of my experiences. Visit me, to remind me that they're okay, mistakes and regrets are okay, and that I'll be okay, too. Occassionally, they teach a lesson, and make me wonder, "What are you trying to show me?" You don't find answers, you find pieces of the puzzle.