In a time when people born around the same time as me are shaping the world, making a tomorrow every day, my dreams sound like a fairytale I should have left in my childhood tucked in the bed in between my parents, but I packed them in my sack and unleashed them behind the curtain in the shower. 
It calls me to unsettle for the journey to the land far away - Beguile this world and find a home in the way, on the way. Build it in a shape of home and move on, shape a new day everyday thereon. It's calling me to unstay my living and unlearn what I settle for everyday. 
When the burning today turns into an epitaph merely, there's a little pause when minds goes blank, body winces for a brief moment, you give in to nothings donning the void on yourself, and then you move on. 
In a time when everyone else is settling down, you ride the tides, making it one step closer to your destination that draws you so strong that it becomes your destiny.
For you don't to perish in settlement - too scared to live bullish, too worried to laugh out loud at nonsense, too selfish to spare a care, too anxious to take the plunge, too many hunchbacks to carry along.
For you still feel young enough to be foolish and dream away...