Dreaming

Dreaming

To me

Is a space where you float

Where you soar

Where you fly.

There are no limits.

It's not the future

But sometimes the past.

They don't define you.

They free you.

They encourage you.

They scare you.

They make you hope

Wish

Pray

Love 

Live.

When you fall

Into a dreamspace

Maybe it's your subconscious telling you something

Maybe it's a guilt dream

Or a stress dream

Or a weird sappy dream

Or maybe

It's completely random

And crazy

And you wake up

Wishing

Your life

Could be like that

All rainbow unicorns

And dancing leopards

And no reality

Because reality is hard.

Dreaming is a freedom.

A power.

Dreaming is inspiration.

It transports you.

Changes you.

If a dream is vivid enough

It can twist your perception

Of reality

Into something

It can make you hate your best friend

Love your enemies

Make you think that there was a reason for that dream

Those dreams

When

Really

There wasn't

It's just

An illusion

That feels so real.

Dreams can shred your heart

Expand your mind

Make you think

Really think

About things

And when you fall asleep

And you dream

You are escaping your life

You are a character in someone else's story

And it gives you the gift of perspective

Which is

The greatest gift

Of all.