I don’t usually remember my dreams, but I do acknowledge that I have them.
Some people say they don’t dream.
I tell them that they just dream that they don’t dream.
This usually confuses them and they change the subject.
Last night I dreamt I was entering a spelling bee and my chances were pretty good.
I’d sized up the competition, and found them lacking.
I was guaranteed to win …
and then I woke up!
What a rip off!
note: I didn’t want to enter that stupid imaginary spelling contest anyway.
I love everything about this. The photo. The denial of dreams. The Spelling bee dream. The waking up before you won.
There is a sweetness to you along with all your other worldly gifts.
Although, I can pretty much guarantee that I would have no dreams in a hammock unless I had such a mucho generous amount of alcohol but then I wouldn’t remember them anyway.
Spelling imaginary words would be nearly impossible!
I have the weirdest feeling of deja read… Perhaps I dreamt it.
Thanks for all the comments 🙂
S. Le: haha! I didn’t even think about that one 🙂
nathaliewithanh: you caught me 😦
I liked this one and felt sorry for it sitting down at the bottom of my stat page 🙂