With all its roots in sham, skull-drudgery and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world. Be careful. Seek to be happy and content. Go outside late at night and pray to the stars, soak in the moon, let the spirit of the night infiltrate your soul or whatever you want to call it that keeps you alive and keeps your spirit. Broken dreams? Sure, but a lot of those dreams really weren’t worth fulfilling in the first place…they were just a race to nowhere…a nowhere of perpetual treadmills.