Dreaming

I love to dream, day-dreaming included. Or some call it fantasy. Dreams are like sands. There can be so many of them... I lost count of how many dreams I have. They can just be washed away by the next thought that enters into your mind... just like sands on the beach are blown away by the wind. Sometimes I have a vivid dream in my sleep, and I remember it even after I wake up. But sometimes I just can't remember what I dreamed about... I wish I can remember all my beautiful dreams, even intimate dreams! ;)

Love dreaming. Maybe it's an escapade from reality? Too many things in reality that I don't wish to remember. Or living in the past? Dwelling on the what if-s, what it could have been. That which did not work out always seem to be best, be it a lost relationship or a lost opportunity. That's not healthy though, if I keep looking at the past. The past should not be what I want for my future. I ought to dream about the future that I want, a bright & positive one, filled with lots of happiness & joy.

I still love dreaming. Positive dreams.