“Honey and the Moon” by Joseph Arthur… “Don’t know why I’m still afraid. If you weren’t real I would make you up. Now…”

I’d been dreaming vividly the past few days. 2 nights ago I had a dream seemingly disparate to real life and I found in my waking hours later that it had come true. Last night I had a different kind of dream for once. It wasn’t a mundane tale of everyday life. It didn’t feature strangers’ faces, but instead, faces of people I knew. The dream unfolded and showed me a short day of a life that I don’t have, but one that I yearn for. It was beautiful and perfect. It really was all those things that people say are the stuff of dreams and needless to say, I was gutted when I woke up. As today now draws towards its end I have found that the dream last night didn’t come true, which I had expected.

Dreams are not things of leisure. They are things of work and thus require some time to make them happen. In some cases they also require a lot of effort, which is why some dreams don’t happen overnight.

Anyway, I’ll be tuning in again tonight to see what else could be new in my life.