What if I could expand life like as I do my binomial expansions. Present being the base and dreams would become the exponents.
I'll count on my fingertips, one, two, three and four as far as I could go for reality to explore. Then I would begin search for the coefficient of my n^th term where I shall wear the crown that everyone else could adore.
I'd take this expansion to infinity the way my imagination goes. Beyond limits. Far from this society. Where everything's lost and gravity is no more.
I'd rely on my pen because my neurons can't bear this all. Here I worry a little. As for now I have forgotten maths and expressions have become a bore.