17.07.12


Sometimes I wonder why we bother.
It's been ten years now since I first dreamt about cars that hover yet still we're stuck on roads. No international super highways, no gentle hum as we soar the skyways.
No cars that drive, or fly themselves to any destination in the world. Be it work or play, lunch with an Earl or Dame or just home from a stressful day to see your little girl.
And the one that makes your world go round.
The one that sparks that little thing inside you, that makes you proud to be part of the human race.
That little thing that ignites into a smile across your face. That makes you forget the hardest days, the slow decrease in solar rays, the age old cars that never start, the way the good times flicker past.
The little thing that keeps the dream alive.
Who knows, maybe one day we will drive the skies.
Maybe one day I will fly.