The Daily K 10 16 13

There is a point in the morning, near waking, when I’m not sure what is real and what were dreams. It takes me a little while to sort it all out, to come back to reality, as it were. I like to dream

and I like it when I can remember my dreams upon awakening, though this does not always happen.

My dreams are often tense. Weird things happen in them. Characters from my past pop out and become real once again. Friends who ceased to be a friend cause confrontation and turmoil in my head as I sleep. I am not sure of the why and how to my dreams. I don’t know what purpose they do or don’t serve. I need to bring popcorn to bed with me, because my dreams are like a movie projected onto the big screen of my mind.

I dream in the daytime, also, but these dreams are more accurately referred to as goals. It’s nice to be a dream, both while asleep and while awake.