Fantasies are amazing things. They can lead you around the world or help you experience things you only wish of. I’ve been surrounded by fantasies for as long as I can remember. Now of course some might say a fantasy world is not healthy. I say living without letting your mind wander and create is not healthy. Where would your dreams come from, what would you strive for? There is a line you should never cross though; your fantasy world should never replace the day-to-day hustle and bustle. Never let opportunities pass, or stop getting to know the people around you for the sake of your “world”. The moment before sleep takes over is the perfect time to let your imagination soar.

Depending on the detail of the fantasy you can have whole relationships with people. I’ve had many of them, and it truly feels like you know them on a personal level. Of course it’s what you make their personality out to be. That can be dangerous; I’ve had fantasies backfire on me. I’ve had a great relationship with someone and you find out in “real” life that they are nothing like what you created them to be. And let’s be honest, most fantasies are involving people of a “famous nature”. Of course it could also so be those old lover’s you’d like to get that second chance with or someone that did you wrong. Or just that co-worker you’d like to sneak off into the backroom closet with. And always the aspiring dreams or “what if’s”. My “relationship” fantasies don’t often involve a sexual encounter, it seems my mind wants the deeper closeness of the person, not just their reproductive organs!

Maybe I’m alone in these thoughts, but I have a feeling that some others must have a similar playground. Where would the big dreamers, the inspired of this world get it? Our books and films, grand ideas and secret wishes. Ok, not everybody gets to realize their fantasies, but it is fun to play around with them. Don’t ever let time take the boy out of the man, or for that matter the child out of the woman. I never want to “grow up”. It’s a boring world of responsibility and duties. And in this world you need every chance you can get to explore, even if it’s your own creation.

I thought of putting some of my creations down on paper, but I’m not sure if that would taint them. It’s like dreams; they make sense in your head when you’re having them. But when you try to record them the next morning, the don’t seem to make sense. Or heaven forbid they sound ridiculous. I guess part of me is frightened to have them read, and have them tainted by others ridicule. My “worlds” are where I am never judged, to bring them to life means to allow them and me to be open to judgment. These are my secret desires, if I had a story to tell in a proper medium, I wouldn’t be afraid of the consequences. I tried out the first two paragraphs of this journal on a couple of close friends. One laughed and the other ignored it all together. “You thought you’d found a friend, to take you out of this place. Someone you could lend a hand, in return for grace”. I’m not looking to validate my feelings by others approval, but it would be nice to find that person that isn’t afraid.

I’m a dreamer, a wonderer, an explorer and wisher. When it’s something I feel passionate about, I go all out. When something interests me, I will obsess till I know everything I can about it. I live in present day and enjoy all those around me. My vivid imagination allows me to create and have a say in how my life turns out. I am me because of my experiences and my dreams together.