Dreams

You know what my favorite time of day is? Well, do you?

Nighttime.

My favorite time of day is night. It's when everything becomes quiet, still, and beautiful. It's when people like you and I start to close our eyes and fall asleep. And it's in that moment when we finally drift off, that that's my favorite part of the night.

When I'm sleeping--dreaming.

Because I'm dreaming. Because I have the ability to dream.

Everyone dreams, but not everyone remembers their dreams. I am one of the blessed ones who gets to remember her dreams.

Sometimes I wish I didn't...and sometimes I'm glad I do.

Another cool thing is that most people don't have control over their dreams--I do.

Most people are also not able to continue a dream once they've woken up from it, re-dream the same the dream, or have it pick up right where it left off--I can.

But it's that moment, in my dream world, that I'm glad I am able to dream. It's my favorite time of day because I can't ever stop looking forward to what I'm going to be dreaming about next. It's like my own personal movie, that no matter how hard I try to describe each and every one to people...I can't.

Because they're mine.

They are only meant for me.

And it's because of this that I love to dream--to see what's gonna play out next in my crazy head.