My last real dream, was me and Zach running through the corn fields back at home. One of my favorite memories as a kid, was now something even better. There was something that I noticed in my dream, the corn was fully grown, ready to be harvested. Harvest season is in the late summertime. The same time I'm at camp.
If possible I was totally thinking in my dreams. I was thinking if this year would be a good one. If the U.S was finally reviving it's self from last summer's disaster. Maybe it was a new beginning for everyone. That's something everyone needs once in a while.
Who knows the future without making it to complicated until it's already over. At least in this future I'm happy. And I'm with Zach. That makes me smile. My dad always told me I would smile in my sleep, maybe I was then