A profound part of my life.

I know me. And my capacity for thought.  Yes, I think. Therefore, I am. And I’m not afraid to think. About virtually anything. Even the preposterous. Nothing wrong with fantasizing. Dreaming. Especially good thoughts. That sooth and relax and stimulate my mind. Making me aware that I exist.  Possessed. With a blessed and brilliant imagination. And an ability to put my thoughts. In writing. Maybe my most amazing discovery. Is my capacity to explore. And find new inner and outer worlds. That I never knew existed. I have no limits. I can venture anywhere. Without fear. Simply for the love of knowledge.  Doesn’t matter. If it’s real or imagined.  Dreaming. Dreaming. Dreaming. Happens to be a profound part of my life. --Jim Broede