I had a dream today that i was looking straight down on this railroad tracks. I was focused mostly on the tracks and it was slightly disturbing at how quickly i was moving down the tacks. I did notice, however, that the tracts were made of silver and that comforted me a great deal. Suddenly i went through a bend in the tracts and they turned form silver into gold. I looked up ahead and all i could see was this glorious golden light. Not the sun but brighter and it filled the whole horizen... not just part of it.

It makes me think of my journey here and how, one day, it will suddenly be over. Not just over but a glorious new beginning in a glorious new place.