T W E N T Y - S I X - L E T T E R S
Where do dreams start? They start when we're playing. When we're free to run around and romp around. That's [the magical, precious, delicate, sweet moment*] when we imagine we're bigger than we are.
— RULES OF THE RED RUBBER BALL
[And until we can imagine it, we can't head toward it*]
* MY TWO CENTS