The Dream Share Project

My heart belongs to the road. To the misty mountains in the west, to cool streams on feet and hidden hill top ponds. To pavement paths stretching even until the curving of the adventurous earth. Spontanaiety calls to me in a thousand unique voices, shattering the glass box we've built and placed me in. "

What am I doing here? Is this the right place for me? I have big dreams for this life, is this really a part of my legacy? How will I be remembered when I’m gone from this world? What if I was gone tomorrow, what would my legacy be? "