"Do you ever think of me, the way I think of you?" (Cheese alert!)
Those thoughts often linger in my mind after I wake up from a weird dream. I often dream about people who have meant something to me at some point. I wake up feeling comfortably numb in the remains of the scenes from an unexpected dream on some days, wondering if that person also thinks of me the way I think of them. No, I don't mean in a fairytale or wonderfully romantic way, I guess I just wonder if I ever cross certain peoples thoughts during their day.
Sometimes dreams are so real that it physically hurts you as you leave that world and enter reality. I have my suspicions that dreams are created to torture people. Why else would you meet people there and have these, indescribable moments with them for about 15-45 minutes - depending on which dream stage you are on - every few days? We are masochists. Plus, half of the dreams we have are manifestations of our deep, troubled, and sometimes extremely screwed up subconscious. What a fascinating web it must be.
The thing about dreams is that, after waking up, I often fall into this funk/lull where all I do is play the dream over and over again in my head, and fall into a trance, almost - wishing that at some point it may turn into something true. Yes, I know, I sound like a badly written song by an annoying 15 year old (yes I mean Justin *censored* Bieber), but sadly c'est vrai!
I guess you could think of dreams as those little scenarios you thought of at some point. Or not. As I said before, and I reiterate again, I'm not an escapist. I used to be though. I used to think I was living in two worlds, and hardly ever had my feet on the ground, and seemed like I would float away effortlessly. I do have more fun on Earth I have to say. :)
This post is dedicated to those who recur in my dreams and haunt me far too much. Go away. Find another empty mind. Honestly.
(Having said that.. Don't be afraid to pop by once in a while. I like dreaming about you.)
1 comment:
I know what you mean.... guess thats why they're called 'Dreams' :) I miss my exciting dreams.
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