What do I want my stories to accomplish? When someone reads my work, I want them to feel joy & happiness; to want to explore and meet new people. Most of all, I want everything I write to be a reflection of myself. I’ve provided you with some tidbits on my personality through my other posts but my piece below may give you a better idea of what goes on in my head.
I’m a dreamer. Can a person be a realist and a dreamer or is the dread of reality too much for us to bear on our happy, lustful shoulders? Sometimes my head wants to float away from my body because it is always going places; places that I have never seen. It is dreaming of sensations and experiences. But a dreamworld is a dangerous place if you have a 24/7 membership. It seduces you with all the Belgian truffles, the Rioja wine and the French brie you could dream of but then it leaves you empty handed.
But to dream means to close your eyes and to be the conductor of an orchestra. To close them again and to see a dance number that you have created play across your mind. To close them yet again and be in a place with a friend that is 6,000 km away, but yet you are together, embracing and smiling with them. To dream of moments like these where not only are you fulfilling your desires but are developing new interests are what makes me renew my subscription to dreamland every day. Maybe it seems a costly membership but can one put a cost on happiness; on creativity; on fulfilment?
At nights I rarely dream, or maybe I do but I can’t recall. I’m thankful for these day dreams that keep my life interesting. I can close my eyes and be enchanted and I can open them and transfer that feeling into my daily life. I only wish to share this feeling, one that feels like the happiness obtained from eating a creamy, rich, dark piece of chocolate without the accompanying guilt after 4 pieces. To feel at peace; content; satisfied.