Do you ever have a dream you want to remember? I've always been lucky and dreamed a lot. No matter how unrealistic or how scary my dreams may be, they are mine and I love every moment of them.
Sure I've had the dreams of running away from things, fires, flying etc but it's the detail of my dreams that no one else can share. In the past I've loved, I've been hurt, I've been to places that just don't exist.
My dreams are so vivid, so real.
I've started this blog because of one little boy. Who he is, I may never know. There are so many parts of this dream I can't remember but this is what makes dreams exciting. With my arm around him he was leading me through a room, to whom I don't know.
I've built a church on a hill. I've visited a church with pristine gardens and such breathtaking architecture. I've danced on tables in an elaborately decorated room with a man I've only ever seen online. I've flown in a helicopter over the greenest hills. I've eaten ice cream in France. I've caved my head in hitting it against a wall. I watched you die again but this time your last words were 'I love you'.
I'm not looking to understand. It's maybe the last thing I hope to achieve from this. I just want to remember. Where do I go? Who am I with? Will any of these things become reality or are they forever my unreality?
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