A friend and I were on the subject of dreams. What is my dream?

I do not have a dream. I had a dream, once before. Somehow it got lost along the way. I don't remember what it was.

For a person to not have a dream is like a compass without an arrow. I feel as though I am barely alive, and yet, I am still here. Where am I going? Do I have a plan? What do you dream of? I don't know. I feel so hollow, like a tree without its core; so abandoned, like a seed someone has forgotten to water.

It is like this life has no meaning. I'm afraid to be old and realise a dream but then it is too late.

I had a dream once.

Well I don't, anymore.

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