Sometimes when I wake up, I feel like I'm still sleeping, feel like all the colors and shapes of the world have collided and all I can do is sit and watch. I think a persons heart has a way of turning off when it can't find reason. I guess that's why nature has always had an inspiring presence. Everything follows a purpose, I guess we're missing something.. I'd like to hope our history is worth remembering. An imprint of careful design, a feeling of heartfelt purpose, and a sense of hope for something bigger than ourselves...maybe then, I'll wake up.