The Dreamer

Do you ever just look up at the sky and watch the clouds pass by? Looking for faces and shapes are the fun part. And do you ever find yourself just drifting off, entering another world and just imagining all these amazing things? I do, all the time. I day dream. I find myself staring up at the sky and smiling. I think of all these amazing and beautiful things I want in life. It’s not that I don’t love what I have, or love where my life is at the moment. It’s just, I like hoping. Hoping for a great future. 

Do you ever look up into the night sky and just stare at the stars? It’s a beautiful time to think. A beautiful time to dream. It makes you forget about everything else for just a moment. I have a very imaginative and creative mind and I like to make up different fantasy worlds in my head. A beautiful place where I am brave. Where I am confident. I like to pretend i’m a warrior or a hero, battling for good. I imagine i’m in a forest surrounded by the tallest of trees. A beautiful ray of sunshine peeking through the spaces. I imagine walking through a long beautiful path where the trees bend over slightly on each side creating a roof. There are beautiful flowers of purple and yellow and white lining the side of the path. If you listen closely, you can hear them sing. I also see these large butterflies, with wings larger than your hand. They are glowing and they leave a colourful, magic mist as the fly from one flower to another. The air is perfect and easy to breathe. It gives me so much energy. At the end of the path there is a bright light, and a rainbow-like mist. It makes it impossible to look past. But, it’s beautiful. I imagine it holds something amazing, if only I’d walk through. I haven’t created this place yet. Maybe i’m not ready. Maybe, I’m afraid it won’t be as great as I thought it was. But, it’s my hope. My dream. Where my life will lead me to one day. And, one day, I will be brave. I will be ready. I will no longer just be, “the dreamer”. 

Sorry, guys. This is a little different, I hope you don’t mind. But, I mean, how boring would the mind be if you could not dream? So, that was a sneak peek at my perfect place. What does yours look like (real life or made up (: )