Dreams

I don’t remember the dreams I have when I’m sleeping. Sometimes I’ll wake up with the feeling that something had transpired behind my eyelids during the night. Rarely do I wake with dread. Mostly, I open my eyes with expectation. But I keep this dream where I’m most likely to see it while I write. Also with expectation. Seldom with dread (though who doesn’t have those moments when we’re trudging rather than running to the laptop?). So, dream a little dream tonight. Or tomorrow, when you’re sitting down to write. . .or when you have a few quiet moments to let your mind loose.

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