Time...

Time is going by so fast...

Last night I had a dream of the time when I was about 9 years old. I could see my old house, my friends' houses down the street, the entire neighborhood. Not only could I see all this in my dream, but I was actually there...living it all over again and I felt the same as when I did live there. It was very surreal.

When I woke up...I was upset that it was all over. I kept wanting to make myself go back to sleep and continue the same dream right where I left off, but it didn't happen. It was reality again...and the worst part of it was that it was also time to get up and go to work! Geesh! if only you could make yourself go back again. Don't you ever wonder "why not?". Now a days you can do almost anything, what's wrong with going back?