No one stands at the beginning of a race and then finds himself at the end having never taken a step forward. And if that were to happenthe sweat and struggle avoidedwhat stories would he have to tell The goal includes the journey its all part of the dream.

I had a dream about you. Two empty benches sat on a man and I jogged by but did not stop because I knew if I did Id fall asleep and that damn tortoise would beat me again.

I had a dream about you. We were racing to be the slowest person on earth. You were winning which meant you were losing. You were gloating because you were a winner and I was taunting because you were a loser.