Sleep....

Well, It's almost 12:30am and here I sit. Unable to sleep. Oh how I wish I could fall asleep.

I love sleep. I truly do....

I love to dream, and not the daydream type.

I love the feeling of being in an alternate world where anything truly is possible.

At least there I can reach my goals, no matter how crazy they are!

I wonder what would happen if our dreams were the reality, and reality was a dream. Life would be far better.

At least if it were according to my dreams!

Yet still, here I sit. In a way, 'dreaming' about dreaming.

Funny how we use the word dream to mean aspiration. Is that because it is unattainable?

If that's true, I will never refer to a goal as something I dream about... because it will never become reality.

My dreams are never about solving a personal crisis. I guess I don't really have any in my life right now.

My dreams are random... and often have cameos, if you will.

I WANT TO SLEEP SO BAD...

I guess I'll go give it a shot.