Day 1: Best Friend.
Day 2: Crush.
Day 3: Parents.
Day 4: Sibling, or closest relative.
Day 5: Dreams.
Day 6: A stranger.
Day 7: An Ex.
Day 8: Favorite internet friend.
Day 9: Someone you wish you could meet.
Day 10: Deceased person you wish to talk to.
Day 11: Person that has caused you the most pain.
Day 12: Someone you don’t talk to as much as you’d like.
Day 13: Someone you wish could forgive you.
Day 14: Someone you’ve drifted away from.
Day 15: The person you miss the most.
Day 16: Someone not in your state/country.
Day 17: Someone from your childhood.
Day 18: The person you wish you could be.
Day 19: Someone that pesters your mind–good or bad.
Day 20: The one that broke your heart the worse.
Day 21: Someone you judged by their 1st impression.
Day 22: Someone you want to give a 2nd chance to.
Day 23: The last person you kissed.
Day 24: Person that gave you your favorite memory.
Day 25: Someone that you know is going thru some terrible times.
Day 26: Last person you made a pinky promise to.
Day 27: Friendliest person you knew for only one day.
Day 28: Someone that changed your life.
Day 29: The person you want to tell everything to, but are too afraid.
Day 30: Reflection in the mirror.
HoHoHo… Dreams!!! Not to flood you some inception level crap (honestly i can’t even come up with that kinda stuff) but i love my freaking dreams. And hate them. At the same time. So how is it flooding you with shyt? You’ll see…
Dreams. They are a part of your life. The easily forgotten, humble source of your creativity and inspiration. At least, it is for me. Dreams have fueled half of my stories and ideas. As if someone keeps incepting me…Seriously.
The most amazing thing is how you don’t notice when it starts or ends, you can’t control it and you don’t know it was a dream till you wake.(Inception much?) In fact, dreams just show you whatever is reflected in your brain. Free to roam and totally uncontrollable.
Dreams can be good and bad. Sometimes, i dream of flying with my angel wings, others, I dream of that dream girl i knew. The grim reaper bartering with my life, a 11 storey fall off a balcony. The flame that burned my heart giving me 10 days to live, the monsters haunting me.
To me dreams are mostly bad. Even when i met my dream girl, I felt an overwhelming feeling of loss and regret when i woke. I almost cried, seriously.(kay i did… but it was just a lil bit of tears). Dreams,however, are worth the pain because of the joy it brings that short while, like an abused drug using it to get that moment of pleasure, disregarding the consquences. Dreams provide the needed uplift thru ideas, inspiration, happiness to get thru life which, we can all agree, is not exactly a walk in the park…
My dreams are endless, whether i remember them or not is a different question. Ask if me if you will, but note that your sanity may be lost
