My Unexpected Dream...♥

 I had this dream last night, it was some what nice and yet I feel it was over powerfully sad at the same time...

It started when I was at this cafe alone, drinking a cup coffee, reading something, minding my own business. And then I heard some one call out to me and I was like "oh it was you" kinda expression (it was him). So we ended up sitting together asking how things were going over coffee. And, when the time comes to go our  separate ways it was raining and I saw that he was walking instead of driving which lead me to offer him a ride. Initially he didn't want to take the ride, but I insisted since it was raining so heavily. while in the car we continue to talk for a while, and the unexpected question came...do u still love me? I  ignored that question and move on to talk about something else. I felt that I didn't want to answer cause I didn't want to scare him away and yet at the same time I want to say yes and ask him the same question...

And there is where it all ends..the morning came and no matter how much I wanna know how that dream ends...it is still a dream. Chances of being real is impossible. And no matter how much I try to look pass what has happened in my dream. The feeling is still there and it will never be the same....maybe time will change this, but for now I just wanna look away from the grief...

"Funny How When You Try To Forget Someone, They Simply Invade You're Dreams"

Celebrating Life In Simple Ways

Often times, there are words and phrases for which you don't know the meaning.

I don't mean the literal meaning of course.

'Celebrating life' for me is one such phrase.

I have been happy, yes, but, what is celebrating life?

It is obviously something much bigger.

Really big while not being obvious, yes?

A very difficult concept to capture.

It is almost like that particular elusive feeling for which there are no words in the English language describe.

Refuses to be captured in a bottle.

But here, the words are very much there but the meaning, now that's a mystery.

For which I am glad.

Otherwise people wouldn't attempt to capture it.

In music.

In books.

In movies.

Sometimes in life.

I have written about movies before. A few that manages to capture 'that something' in that unique way.

'Amelie' does it exceptionally well. Like a flower that wilts with deliberation. Like a red balloon that flies at will.

The red balloon moves here and there but it is so red. You cannot take your eyes off its redness. Your heart lifts up and you admire it against the blue sky, the gray building, a sudden rain. The red balloon flies.

I am glad that for a few short minutes in a song to touch my heart, 

I am glad for the few hours in takes to read a book that fills me with knowledge.

I am glad for the 90 plus odd minutes it takes to watch a movie and be entertained for a life time.

I am glad for a life that I will never again take for granted. 

Celebrate Life Today In you're own unique way, and leave nothing to chance.