I have the same dream every night, and it makes me uncomfortable because the dream is too real. I was a bystander, following a young girl toward her death along an inexplicably intimate path of moss-covered bricks and stones.
I don't know her, but in my dreams, I know she is a princess.
The verses in the article are quoted from "What Can I Do to Keep You" by Argentine poet Borges?
Purpose: Cherish life