I once had a dream that was so life-like that when I awoke, it was hard to believe I had made it up myself. In it, you see, I awoke and before it ended, I went to bed.
The dream was uplifting to my spirit. I had found love and caring for self, for others, and from others that I had never imagined existed.
Looking back, the unreality of this love is all that convinces me it was a dream.
If it is in my power, I will live the dream again; but nevertheless, I will not feel unloved ever again.