July 27: Sweet Dreams (Are Made of This)

Dreams. Those wonderful things you always tend to wake up from. You escape the world surrounding you to this darkness that develops into some sort of vivid corruption of your own thoughts, ideas and visions. This moving picture blurs in front of your eyes, quick and confusing sensations bullet through your body, and your mind seems to run on its own.

Dreams. That envision you have for yourself in the near or far future. You want to end up in a certain place as the years pass on. You want to be this ‘better’ person you have put together throughout the pass years. There is that place you want to be, that person you want to be, that dream you have for yourself. It’s what you want out of life, it’s what you need to become, it’s whatever you dream it to be.

Dreams. They are irreplaceable. They are breakable. They are something that every person always has, at every point of their lives.

Dreams. They make us want to be something better than what we are. They make us want to have something better, and push us to strive to do better.

Dreams. They take us to a place where we feel safe. They take us to a happiness that we deem is reachable and achievable.

Dreams. Though can always be broken, have become why we try to strive and grow as a society.

Sweet Dreams (Are Made of This)


About MysteriesOfLife

“I’m a simple girl.” “You lied. You aren’t simple at all.” “Maybe I’m not. But if I said that, would you have stayed around to figure me out?”
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