Sometimes our dreams develop and we don't realize it. Years pass and we only discover it when we look back on the clouds of time that hid the great hills, and when we see that peak poking it's snowy head up toward the sky, we feel a melancholic satisfaction that we did have what we wanted, but we did not know it at the moment, and now that the moment passed we yearn for another time like that. Cherish the present, my friend, for the past is long gone and the future is a long way ahead.