Sunday, May 1, 2011

Dreams

Do you ever fantasize about doing something crazy in the middle of a crowded mall just to see what people's reaction would be? Breaking into song and dance, turning somersaults, talking loudly with your hand like it's a puppet? There's no rule against doing that, but there's no way anyone would willingly do it unless they're on a hidden camera show (even those make me nervous to watch). It would definitely entertain everyone around you, at least.

I guess that's what dreams are for. Sometimes I'll be in a dream and feel no inhibitions whatsoever, and just do something crazy. Most of the time it's not foolish stuff, but stuff I wouldn't normally do in real life. Like getting on a stage and doing a funny skit, or some karaoke. Things that involve being in front of other people or just talking openly with them. But dreams let you do a lot of other cool stuff too. Surfing, skydiving, traveling to different lands. I think it's funny how I do a lot of "firsts" in my dreams, even though my imagination has nothing genuine to work from. Oh well, for now I'll take what I can get. But some dreams are just plain WEIRD. They're so weird even I don't know what to say. You can't make that kind of stuff up...and yet you did!

Of course, dreams also have me doing things I don't want to do, which is strange. Like getting into fights. Some random person in my dream will start harassing me, and I'll tell them to shut up, and then we just start fighting until I wake up. Sometimes I'll even beat them and wake up feeling satisfied. Perhaps this is a way for me to win and feel in control, after going through times in life where I've felt like a victim. Involuntary self therapy. Well, I much prefer the dreams where I'm flying!

Okay, dear diary, that's enough.

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