When we stop dreaming

Sometimes when we grow up, we forget what it is like to feel among the clouds dreaming, with innocence on the surface believing in possible things and colorful desires, we also forget that child that we carry inside, the one who hopes that we are capable of fulfilling their dreams and that they are not forgotten by the gray tones of adulthood. Keeping that flame alive is a difficult task in a world that is increasingly demanding, darker and more disconcerting, but without a doubt those who manage to keep it have within themselves the hope of achieving happiness along the way.