Does your heart sometimes wander so deep into a place where your dreams reside that it makes you just wanna drop everything and go seize the day? Then your mind plays devil's advocate and brings you back to reality - the brutality of life constrained by money, time, location and age.
I don't know how much to dream, or whether I should even dream at all. But the longer I sit on my butt and not act on those dreams, the more dismal I will become when age catches up and responsibilities pile.
Maybe it's time that the mind shut up and let my heart take over.