It was a blurry dream like many others; I woke up to find the sun entering through the window I had forgotten to close last night. It was like I was being enlightened, I dreamed of my future, our future, and decided to start to take control. For too long I’ve been living bended, scared, and beaten, afraid of my own potential. But today I rise and things look different, I feel strength from within and I’ll clench onto it portrayed by my action of closing my fist. It is time, father, my time …