Our Love Floats Upon A Dream

Chapter One.

Chapter One.

            I've always known I was different, and different I am, but why I am different is a reason unheard of, an explanation unfathomable. I am a Dream Wanderer.

 

            I slowly close my eyes and the transformation begins. A transformation from my earthly body to the perfect specimen I am allowed to travel the dream world in. I have quickly learned that there are no mistakes in this realm. No wrong turns, no incorrect decisions; but perfection comes with dead ends, this being the first thing I learned, dead ends that reject wanderers in order to maintain perfection. But there are a few who travel through the countless dead ends, taking risks, carrying their own soul in the palm of their hand. I suppose the makers allow some to pass acknowledging that they are no longer in control of one's fate.  I am not one of them. Although, I have thoughts of crossing the boundary, living freely for a while, fear controls my mind and I stay far away from the rebelling wanderers, fearing temptation might persuade my thoughts. All dreams are usually the same. After the transformation, you appear in a large arena with several exiting doors, each marked with a different path of life: Love, Career, Family. We all are required to choose. In the beginning, I would decide on a different path each dream, but I soon learned that once you have chosen your path, there is no turning back, for if you continue to be indecisive, your journey as a Dream Wanderer will never be complete. My decision was clear, and I now travel the path of Love. As I wander I search for that strong connection between two souls, which I have learned can be hard to find. I often travel alone, shuffling my feet and listening to the whisper of the wind. Why I have not found love is a mystery to me. Countless dreams upon countless hours of wandering. Delay causes you to lose hope, and I often found myself dreading sleep, not longing to dream like I used, until a dream only moments ago. A dream that led me to believe I had finally found what I have been searching for, love. Although, only glimpses of hope was what I felt rise up in me. What if he wasn't the one? What if I was chasing due to simple assumptions? I stop, shaking my head and let out a brief laugh. There are no mistakes in the Dream World.