Of dreams.

You know the kind of dreams you have the night before that leaves you wanting to stay in it forever,
and constantly on your mind the next morning.

I just had one.

Are dreams really a reflection of what you’d want to happen in reality that never does?
I say it’d be interesting to study the chemistry behind dreams and how they’re formed.

Walt Disney says that a dream is a wish your heart makes,
Do you believe him?
I do.

I’ve always wished I could write,
like really beautifully.

Then I would have the perfect vocabulary to write every feeling I felt,
and it’d be different because there’s diversity, uniqueness and exclusivity in feelings,
and I don’t quite think I’ve ever felt exactly the same way twice.