Dreams

Imagine being in an open field covered in snow...a wide grassy plain with evergreen trees off in the distance. Among those distant trees are two set apart from the others: One is fiery red with autumn breath still bristling its leaves, while the other is somewhat smaller and a vivid orange. It is Halloween, and others are dressed up in costumes at a local festival and enjoying moments together.

This is my dream, and I have skipped a college class in a setting such as London with its beautiful architecture in order to escape limited thoughts such as how long I have sat in a classroom and how many tests I have taken with a passing knowledge of the subject. Instead, I want to experience what is around me and how everything feels to pass through the air in which we exist. I take photos of doorways - as they mean something to me that I cannot explain, and find beauty in dark red doors with the paint peeling away and gorgeous brass decorations. Since it is Halloween, I dress myself as a Lion. This is not the typical Halloween costume that I would wear, it is a costume with much thought and detail so that I am unsure of where the costume ends and I begin.

Like many dreams before this one, I dance in an open field. I am able to jump and push off of the air and dance higher and higher into the trees. It fills my chest with an overwhelming sensation that is addicting, and I don't want to come down. But I do just to see if I can do it again. I woke up crying because it was the most beautiful sensation I have ever seen and/or felt, and feeling like I was closer to what I am supposed to be in this life.