"All men dream, but not equally. Those who dream by night in the dusty recesses of their minds, wake in the day to find that it was vanity: but the dreamers of the day are dangerous men, for they may act on their dreams with open eyes, to make them possible"
Better days, looking for clearer ways, stuck in a sack of hay, growing up here in the bay sure does make you think about better days. Thinking about all my evil thoughts all day long, mind and heart argue through the day and night.