I have forgotten how to dream. Not the dreams that come to us as we sleep, a mixture of our days with our imagination, sweeping through our subconscious as we toss and turn on our pillows. Not that kind of dreaming. Not the kind you can wake from. I’ve lost the ability to cast out my desires into the future, and then follow the invisible rope that ties me to them until they’re before me, a reality. I knew how to dream when I was young. I dreamed myself all the way to Ha