People, much like a fine work of art, can’t be appreciated up close, you must take a step far enough back to embrace everything, then you can marvel or recoil in what you see, but never before you’ve seen the bigger picture first.
We sit and wait
Soon it will be the perfect time to do what we’ve always dreamed of
Any day now
The years go by
People repeat the above
Then we die
That is the story of our dream, it was just that, a dream.