Last night, I dreamt I found a four-leaf clover. But every time I looked at it, it started to morph into something that was no longer that rarity. I questioned — why was this happening to me? I found something that others believe to be beautiful and unique, and it kept fading away the more I looked at it.
So I stopped looking. I held the leaves in-hand and kept it below eye’s view. I discovered appreciating change and continuing to have faith in things that are no longer what they are, is something to be applied to every experience and every person you meet.