What happens to a dream deferred?
Does it dry up
like a raisin in the sun?
(Source: fever-words, via happpynesss)
We are constantly striving.
Striving for tomorrow, for next year, for what we hope to obtain ten years from now. We have all been taught to constantly think of the future—at the expense of our enjoyment of the present. Why is it that nobody has taught us to enjoy each and every thing that we do? The days we have are numbered and each should be cherished as if it were our last.
Everyone deserves to be able to dream.
