Dreams

I had a very weird dream this last night. It was a dream in which I would never want to have again. It was a dream so real, I felt like I was more alive in that dream than I am in my present reality. It's funny how that sounds. How can you be more alive in your dream than you are in reality? Ahaha. It's pretty much ironic don't you think?

Sometimes I feel if I believed hard enough, I could fly. I know it seems pretty lame of me to have these kinds of dreams, but I always wondered how it would feel like. To fly in the air with your arms spread wide open. Feeling the wind beneath you picking up and slowly caressing you in its embrace. Not having a care in the world. Ah, how I wish I had the gift of flight. It would be most wonderful.