let's sail around the world. or maybe just to a warm sunny place. i want to wake up in the morning to a slight fog, the scent of the ocean, and the soft lapping of the sea on the edge of the boat.

i want to watch the sunrise over the water. see the golden arcs of light reach out to touch my fingertips, as i wait expectantly as though the rays were simply a long lost friend, reaching for me before anything else.

but most of all, i would like to believe that despite it all, someday this could really be, even though i know it can't.

or maybe it's better to just keep as a dream, something untouchable and untainted by the bitter cold of reality.