He was just sitting on the chair but his thoughts were running inside his mind with ferocity. A few steps ahead of him was a big valley. He wanted to jump inside it. He had unfettered imagination but to bring that imagination to reality was a daunting task.
The wind was blowing ferociously trying to boost his confidence. His hairs were forcing his head to move ahead. His feet were ready to leave the ground. But his mind was a lone warrior. It caged itself by creating an imaginary fear.
He lived his life as a pariah. He was maligned from time to time by various men. He accumulated over the years different maledictions. He just wanted to go against the odds for once and enter inside that deep valley, to discover himself rising while falling.
He took a deep breath and heard the wind at last. He struck his feet on the ground and screamed. Tears started rolling down his eyes. He ran and jumped inside the valley and fell down to discover its rocky bottom.
He woke up breathing heavily, his eyes still moist. He did it in his dream. Now he is on a mission to gather the energy to make that jump in reality. The difference is just that the valley of reality has no bottom, it requires continuous falling.