How sad is my life when I make responsible and safe decisions in my dreams?
I’m asleep and in my own fantasy world. This is the one place that I am safe to explore, experiment and be completely selfish without consequence. The one place that I can live without concerns… And I dull the entire experience by making the same decisions I would in real life.
It was a pleasant enough dream. A little excitement on the horizon, some indulgence I am not permitted while awake… I lie there sleeping as the dream is turned nightmare by my own sound and rational decisions! I concede the fact that many aspects of my waking life became forfeit when I took on responsibilities and began to care for the feelings and emotions of those around me. I could do whatever I want but I would have to face the consequences of possibly hurting the ones I love. But in my dream realm, I should be allowed to do whatever I want. But no, for some reason I am tethered to reality even in my fantasies.
One of my favorite people recently made the comment, “Reality continues to ruin my life”. I really can’t sum it up any better than that. My reality is invading my fantasy life as well. When dreams and fantasies are ruled by reason, it’s time to start taking heavy medication.
The impotence of my imagination astounds me…
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