I dream about what I love and what I hate. My dreams are either fantasies or nightmares. The pleasant dreams I record, and the nightmares I allow to escape me. A few hours after I’ve awakened, anything I haven’t written vanishes from within me as though it never existed. It’s honestly quite sad when I think about it. Dreams are so momentary, and if you don’t catch them right as they happen they vanish forever… there’s no way to get them back. What’s even more painful is knowing they existed but being unable to recall them.
Alas, I don’t dream as frequently as I’d like. When I do my dreams are usually less than pleasant and I feel grateful when I’ve escaped from under their gloomy cloud and forgotten all about them.
When I do have good dreams though, I find myself attempting to fall back asleep in order to reenter them. Pleasant dreams are one of the world's greatest joys, and when I wake up having experienced one I usually find that my day is made much better. Upon awakening from a pleasant dream, the first thing I do is search for some pen and paper to record it. You can feel the dream receding, it’s distressing, but also thrilling, the more you write, the more you remember. It’s quite a magical experience.
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I hate it when people ask me about my dreams for the future. The question itself throws me into a state of unpleasantry. Dreams in this context are defined as expectations, and most of the time expectations aren't met, leaving parties unsatisfied. I’m not big on dreams of the future, I have some ideas but I prefer to keep them broad in order to avoid disappointment. I believe that those who live their lives without expectations are the ones who find the most joy in them, I strive to be that way.
— March
Alas, I don’t dream as frequently as I’d like. When I do my dreams are usually less than pleasant and I feel grateful when I’ve escaped from under their gloomy cloud and forgotten all about them.
When I do have good dreams though, I find myself attempting to fall back asleep in order to reenter them. Pleasant dreams are one of the world's greatest joys, and when I wake up having experienced one I usually find that my day is made much better. Upon awakening from a pleasant dream, the first thing I do is search for some pen and paper to record it. You can feel the dream receding, it’s distressing, but also thrilling, the more you write, the more you remember. It’s quite a magical experience.
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I hate it when people ask me about my dreams for the future. The question itself throws me into a state of unpleasantry. Dreams in this context are defined as expectations, and most of the time expectations aren't met, leaving parties unsatisfied. I’m not big on dreams of the future, I have some ideas but I prefer to keep them broad in order to avoid disappointment. I believe that those who live their lives without expectations are the ones who find the most joy in them, I strive to be that way.
— March
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