Viewminder
People of Dreams
After a couple of those fermented beverages that make me extra friendly I saw this woman walking down the street.
I did that thing... that trick where I say 'hey hey' in a way that makes the person think that I know them.
I think they get a little confused for a few seconds... like they try to figure out how they know me... even though they don't... they respond as if they do until they figure it out.
In the meantime I shoot a few pictures.
Then we laugh and go our seperate ways into the night.
Do you ever wonder about the dreams of people you pass by on the sidewalk?
Do you ever wonder what dreams they've got?
Everybody has dreams.
You've got dreams.
I've got dreams.
After the holidays and some paperwork I've gotta take care of in January I've decided to jump on one of those dreams.
I want to backpack across Iceland.
Not all of Iceland.
Maybe just a week's worth of it.
Fifty or sixty miles maybe.
I've been deprived of lonely wilderness adventure for the last two years and I gotta get lost in inner space.
I've always dug Iceland and I'm gonna save up some dough and grab a plane ticket...
bring my backpack and my camera and hit the trails there.
Those wicked blisters I got hiking across Isle Royale have healed.
I've been breaking those boots in for three years.
I'm ready.
Who doesn't dig volcanos?
It looks like a paradise and the kinda place I can do some deep thinkin' all by myself with only the mountains and the streams, the sound of the wind and the horizon to keep me company.
I gotta knock that dream off the list in 2012 before the Aztec predictions come true.
I wanna buy a sailboat too.
Not a big one.
Just big enough to do some sailing way out on Lake Michigan.
It's time.
I need the chillaxin' in my life and it would be good for the little Viewminders to get out on the water and learn to sail.
You know what else I wanna do?
I wanna buy some land in the mountains and put up a yurt.
One of those cool round tents that the nomadic Mongols live in.
I dig yurts.
It'd be really cool to live in a yurt for a few weeks every year I think.
I've got a little while for that one.
I'd love to backpack across Patagonia too.
I love to travel.
Finding myself in exotic foreign places is kinda cool.
My life's been on standstill for a couple of years and I'm hopin' I'm gonna break out of that in January and get some of those dreams accomplished.
As I get older I realize that people are made of dreams.
Take those dreams away and you're not left with much of a person.
You gotta have dreams.
Just reaching for them makes us alive.
Achieving them is living.
I hope you've got some wonderful dreams in your pocket.
Things you aspire to do.
Moments you look forward to living.
Dream big.
Dream on.
Dream forever.
We're made of dreams.
Dreams.
You can check out Klara Harden's work on flickr HERE
People of Dreams
After a couple of those fermented beverages that make me extra friendly I saw this woman walking down the street.
I did that thing... that trick where I say 'hey hey' in a way that makes the person think that I know them.
I think they get a little confused for a few seconds... like they try to figure out how they know me... even though they don't... they respond as if they do until they figure it out.
In the meantime I shoot a few pictures.
Then we laugh and go our seperate ways into the night.
Do you ever wonder about the dreams of people you pass by on the sidewalk?
Do you ever wonder what dreams they've got?
Everybody has dreams.
You've got dreams.
I've got dreams.
After the holidays and some paperwork I've gotta take care of in January I've decided to jump on one of those dreams.
I want to backpack across Iceland.
Not all of Iceland.
Maybe just a week's worth of it.
Fifty or sixty miles maybe.
I've been deprived of lonely wilderness adventure for the last two years and I gotta get lost in inner space.
I've always dug Iceland and I'm gonna save up some dough and grab a plane ticket...
bring my backpack and my camera and hit the trails there.
Those wicked blisters I got hiking across Isle Royale have healed.
I've been breaking those boots in for three years.
I'm ready.
Who doesn't dig volcanos?
It looks like a paradise and the kinda place I can do some deep thinkin' all by myself with only the mountains and the streams, the sound of the wind and the horizon to keep me company.
I gotta knock that dream off the list in 2012 before the Aztec predictions come true.
I wanna buy a sailboat too.
Not a big one.
Just big enough to do some sailing way out on Lake Michigan.
It's time.
I need the chillaxin' in my life and it would be good for the little Viewminders to get out on the water and learn to sail.
You know what else I wanna do?
I wanna buy some land in the mountains and put up a yurt.
One of those cool round tents that the nomadic Mongols live in.
I dig yurts.
It'd be really cool to live in a yurt for a few weeks every year I think.
I've got a little while for that one.
I'd love to backpack across Patagonia too.
I love to travel.
Finding myself in exotic foreign places is kinda cool.
My life's been on standstill for a couple of years and I'm hopin' I'm gonna break out of that in January and get some of those dreams accomplished.
As I get older I realize that people are made of dreams.
Take those dreams away and you're not left with much of a person.
You gotta have dreams.
Just reaching for them makes us alive.
Achieving them is living.
I hope you've got some wonderful dreams in your pocket.
Things you aspire to do.
Moments you look forward to living.
Dream big.
Dream on.
Dream forever.
We're made of dreams.
Dreams.
You can check out Klara Harden's work on flickr HERE