Sweet cotton candy dreams

One day you were there, music loud and magazines all over the carpet. Trying to catch clouds at sunset like cotton candy.

Imagining what life would be like, dreaming of places where you had not been and things that you had not felt (yet).

Ten years later, the photos around you are real memories, the songs evoke them.

And you know the dark face of the clouds. How much a dream costs.

You also know how to survive it. There is always a price, but some experiences that are worth what they cost.

It is in one to calculate possible risks and probable payments.

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