We spend a lot if time staring at night stands, thinking about what the morning will bring. We lay our heads on white clouds, gathering our thoughts, slipping into dreams that we hope one day will come true. We wake to an alarm clock reality, rolling out of the place we’d rather be. We spend a lot if time staring at night stands.

We spend a lot if time staring at night stands, thinking about what the morning will bring. We lay our heads on white clouds, gathering our thoughts, slipping into dreams that we hope one day will come true. We wake to an alarm clock reality, rolling out of the place we’d rather be.

We spend a lot if time staring at night stands.

2 years ago