a dream of freedom

Freedom is a lovely thing. Yet you realize that other people dictate the rules in this world. Other people control your life. What to wear, what to do, how to act, where to live. Freedom is an illusion. You are taught that you have freedom of choice but you do not. You are tied down with a rope held by someone else. And there is nothing you can do.

a dream and a laugh

Some days a dream is a whisper of a magical fantasy. The moment is all you know, but you can't help relishing in the delight of the unknown. Illogical happiness fills you up despite current conditions. In fact, you spin and twirl with your daily surroundings, remedying in a laugh. Laughing can cure even the most twisted depression.

a dream in a new place

Days are passing faster than you can stop them. Hours filled with boxes and packing paper, which instead should be full of spontaneous outings with close friends. Unfamiliar faces pass without any recognition. You find yourself yearning for somone, anyone to simply talk to outside a nameless house. But fantasies are not enough this time around. Reality is too clear.

a dream in the mind

Everyone has different versions of themselves. There's the you with various friends, you with family, you in a public setting, etc. The only time you can truly be yourself is when you're alone. Alone and thinking. Your mind is your only true possession, so savor it.

a dream in the new

Day after day it's there. Waiting. Mocking. Speeding things up like a broken timepiece. But this time it's harder, because I know what to expect--the unglamorous part of it, the loneliness, the unknown submersion. Yes, it's inevitable but one can still grieve. Grieve over another lost self, another life, another home. Helplessly wonder about the new. Maybe things will improve this time around. They did the first time, if ever so slightly. One can hope.

a dream of me

A different version of yourself. Who you could have been. A life not lived but dreamed of. Thoughts roam in your head and you ask yourself is that version better than me? A life so close, but one thing changed everything. Everything. Something out of your control turned the whole world upside down and now it's happening again. Again. A new version, an old version. So many me's.

a dream in the moment

You're in the moment. You wish it could last. But that thought keeps nagging you--it's going to end, inevitably. You feel elated, alive but can't shake the feeling that it will never come again. Those clichés sound just fine and dandy when you hear them bounce around, but when it comes to real life you can't forget the past, not worry about the future, and live in the moment. The moment's too good to last, and you know it. At least we have our memories. Without them, we are nothing.