Imagine Some day in the near future, you wake up with a glint in your eyes reflecting the bright sunlight, you slowly simmer hot tea, as you watch the streets steadily filling up with cars. You water the plants because you love them, you don't reprimand yourself on half burning a toast.

You walk away with thoughts, making you giddy. You touch flowers as you walk toward your favourite library. You notice the old woman doesn't come anymore to read her favourite books so you grab them, to remind yourself of home.

You put on your stained apron, cooking dinner for yourself, you think about a half written poem, and breathe a little in ease.

You smile warmth at the strangers passing by, and sing carefree with no questions on your mind.

You don't think of others, but you think about yourself first. You don't ask what they'd think, but you'd ask how would you feel.

You don't worry about the future, because you don't want to escape the present.

you look at the stars and stare longer that you should, but you don't care about the time ticking, no haste just walking at your own pace.

In every moment you find bliss, and for every trickle of sorrow you don't fill your chest with regret, but stand up for yourself and believe.

But for now, I gather my thoughts and leave.

As I imagine things in the future, but living in the present is all that I need, and all that I'll have for the future of my dreams.