Dreams

I love dreaming. No matter what kind of mood I am in or what is going on in life I can count on my dreams to take me on an adventurous, crazy, and sometimes creative ride. Of course all dreams I feel are a form of release or creativity (which everything from a scientific stand point on dreams is debatable I am putting that aside) I think its awesome when you dream that last piece of the puzzle you were looking for. I look forward to my dreams which is saying a lot considering when I have nightmares boy are they ever nightmares. I have them few and far between now. Of course there is the occasional unwanted scenario in a dream but i find even those are welcome. Dreams are like living another life in the safety of your mind. Some would argue that the places and people and objects in a dream are just extensions of the dreamer, and they very well could be, but pretend with me for just a minute.

You’re in your dream state and there’s a person there that you have never met but a part of you feels drawn to that person like he/she is real. You can't see the face all to clearly but you know the face comforts you. (Some could argue that this was the dreamer recognizing pieces of themselves.) But what if ...(there’s those words i like) What IF they are other dreamers, people you were suppose to have met if you had just waited a couple more minutes before leaving the restaurant or if you had taken the subway instead of car pooling....

Despite my writing i believe that nothing is left up to chance. I believe in the God that created the everything...(for those confused about who that is...God in the flesh Jesus) just to clear that up.
The mind and its workings are so complex...and i find it amusing to dream and ponder that fun question, What If.

(I am on an editing strike so i will be leaving any grammatical or spelling errors as they are. I have enough of my internal editor during my writing process, i just want to throw all that away for a minute and focus on just the words that i write.)