Being able to sleep is a blessing.
It's a blessing I wish for everyday, hoping I can drift away from reality just by closing my eyes. Some days are harder than others.
I lay restlessly in my bed peering at the ceiling waiting for my wish to swoop me away so I can sleep and dream of the best of never lands.
Insomnia is such a bitch.
Just being able to have a creative mind is amazing, but being able to be creative and dream at the same time is a whole other fantasy.
Most days it's hard to get out of bed and the main reason is because I want to dream and live the fantasy in my head.
It's not like I think my life sucks. I just think that if I were taming dragons and fighting bandits, it would be more desirable than looking at my phone all day, waiting to dream of yet another life.
I have lived many lives and all in the sleeping conciseness of my dreams.
I am happy I get to wake up each day living and loving my family, but I am prepared for the time I won't, so only then my longing hope for an everlasting dream would come true.
Sleep is my everlasting blessing fantasy.
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PoesiaAs a person who overthinks all the time my mind flows with my most precious thoughts, always seeking to create everlasting essays that shape me. There's beauty in honesty, and that's what I want to bring to every piece. I read each of my thoughts as...
