Jen's Journal

Lately some days feel like a dream, and only when I sleep do things become clear.

As I shut my eyes and fall deeper and deeper I completely let go of everything; of every worry I have, of everything that makes me anxious.

It all dissolves as I submit to dreaming.

I heard once that everyone dreams, but not everyone remembers.

I don’t enjoy my dreams because they’re better than life, I enjoy them because they’re honest.

They point out all the insecurities I have so that I can find ways to deal with them later.

In lucid dreaming all I do is fly. The fact that gravity can’t reach your imagination is proof that there is no limit to it.

Perhaps that’s what draws me to the world of dreams. As someone who disassociates with the world often, sometimes dreams are the only thing that make sense.

I wouldn’t say I’m happiest asleep. I still have nightmares every so often about loosing my teeth and driving off into a deep dark lake.

But I do like the clarity that it brings; the ideas it gives me for writing or self improvement.