I packed my stuff to move across the world
I dreamed of mysteries and adventures I would soon embark
I met people, many of them with stories I could only imagine
I treked mountains, swam oceans, crossed rivers, walked streets
I gazed out the windows of cars, buses, subways, trains, and planes
I tasted sweets, tangs, and savory euphorias
I soaked the echoes of horns, winds, birds, songs, and voices converging into a fading melody
I laughed a lot, loved a lot, cried a lot, and embraced strangers into friends
Many 'hi's. Many 'bye's. Many seasons, many shoes, many beds.
I packed my stuff to move across the world...
I open my eyes to stare at a familiar ceiling
I lay quietly in this stale room
I squint at a seemingly foreign window
Was it... just a dream?