Dreams

I dream the weirdest dreams sometimes. Oddball dreams with people in them I haven't seen for ages. People in places that they shouldn't be. It's awfully confusing.

And sometimes I have dreams that seem so vivid, I wake up wondering if it really happened. It takes me about 20 minutes to figure out it was just a dream.

I used to daydream all the time. A great way to escape during the day for a few minutes and be somewhere else, thinking about what could be. I really did it a lot when I was a teenager. Picturing where I would be, what I would be and the places I would go when I was grown-up.

Now I'm grown-up and I don't really remember what those were. And that makes me sad.

I'm starting to think I should daydream more. And make an effort to remember those dreams. Because being an adult doesn't mean I can't have dreams. If anything, it means I have the ability to make them happen more so than I did as a teenager.

So dream on friends! Anything is possible.

All men dream, but not equally. Those who dream by night in the dusty recesses of their minds, wake in the day to find that it was vanity:  but the dreamers of the day are dangerous men, for they may act on their dreams with open eyes, to make them possible. -- TE Lawrence