Are there days that you wish you could be someone else? Not a specific person, but reinvent yourself to be a rock star, millionaire’s wife, or a private detective?
Then reality slaps you on the ass and reminds you that it’s just not feasible. Who you are today is who you’ll always be! However, don’t let that stop you from your dreams! In my dreams, I Can Be Whoever My Heart Desires…..and have whoever I desire too. 😉
I have a very vivid imagination. It was something that developed over 40 some years ago as a child. I love it, to an extent.
When I go to sleep, my subconscious runs wild! Whatever I can’t live out in my real-time life, I can in my dreams. Maybe this is one reason I hate to wake from them. 🙂 Thankfully, I’m one of “those” who can remember their dreams after they wake. Not the entire dream, but enough of it that I could sit and write a mini-novel.
You Can Be Whoever You Heart Desires
I don’t have any control over my dreams or why I dream such things. Possibly something that is lacking in life? Maybe my reality is a bit tamer and doesn’t allow my full personality to run freely? Perhaps I am dreaming of a previous life?
Whatever it is, I want more of it!
Case and point
A recent dream left me wanting to go back to sleep and continue it. I’ve done this in the past and find it amazing. I was going to write it down and build a story around it but decided to share on my blog instead.
My mission was simple. Keep my eyes on them and track their moves no matter what it takes.
This was the job I signed up for so many years ago. I had a dead-end job and a toxic marriage. I had to find myself again, although at this point I was unsure who that was.
Gabriel took me in, trained me, and promised me a life full of excitement. There was no way I could refuse.
Undercover work suited me. I could be whoever I wanted to be. My long-term assignment had taken over me and I began to be this person. Gabriel had me spy on two secret agents. Yes, that’s right. A Spy spying a Spy.
Val was the older of the two and very handsome. There was just something about him that I couldn’t let go.
Mel was newer to the service and needed a bit more encouragement. My priority was to work Mel and find out what his teams next move was. However, this would prove not to be an easy task.
Every moment I got, I would spend with Val. He was who I desired. I craved the taste of him. I needed the touch of his hands on my body. What started out as a mission had turned into hunger to be enslaved by this man.
As a curvy gal of about 180 lbs., my flair for being seductive was unhindered. There is something about a bosomy red-head that some men just can’t refuse. The fact that I was practically a nympho and my techniques made my job that much easier.
I can’t tell you all of it but do you see what I mean?
Our subconscious can allow us to be anything! This time, I just so happen to be a provocative double agent. Other times, I’ve run with wolves, flown with vampires, and been a hard-core zombie killer!
The moral of my story is if reality doesn’t allow you to be something other than what you are, dream it. Write it down and create a mini-story. Create a blog of dreams and fantasies. Don’t keep it penned up in your head. Let it out and enjoy!
What do you think? Is my imagination a bit cray?
Do you have aspirations of being something other than what you’re not?