Coffee Table Declarations
Friday, September 19, 2003
"To sleep, perchance to dream" - William Shakespeare
I have been having very vivid dreams lately. The night before last, I dreamed that I was working part time in the evenings in the Dunkin Donuts on the first floor of my apartment building. That wasn't so bad because they all know me in there and they close at the early hour of 9pm (which I might add, would ONLY be good if you worked there. Most other times it downright sucks). However, I wasn't getting paid very much and I kept thinking, "How has it come to this?"
Last night I was designing new fashion trends in my sleep. It's going to sound weird but, people were coating the top part of their fingers in glittery powder and then wearing clear gloves over that so you could see the glitter but it wouldn't rub off. I can't really describe it but it looked cool. It would be great if trendy new fashion ideas were filtered into my subconscious every night and then I could create my own fashion line and become famous.
I wish I had inspirational dreams all the time. Then it would be easy to create art, compose songs, and most importantly, write. I wish ideas and revelations would come to me in my sleep. That does happen sometimes. A lot of great artists attribute things to their dreams. It's happened to me before, but only once in a great while. And most of the time, I find that I compose excellent poetry during those few moments when I am just drifting off, and then I can only remember bits and pieces of it later. The mind is fascinating. If only we knew how to harvest the potential of our dreams.
I have been having very vivid dreams lately. The night before last, I dreamed that I was working part time in the evenings in the Dunkin Donuts on the first floor of my apartment building. That wasn't so bad because they all know me in there and they close at the early hour of 9pm (which I might add, would ONLY be good if you worked there. Most other times it downright sucks). However, I wasn't getting paid very much and I kept thinking, "How has it come to this?"
Last night I was designing new fashion trends in my sleep. It's going to sound weird but, people were coating the top part of their fingers in glittery powder and then wearing clear gloves over that so you could see the glitter but it wouldn't rub off. I can't really describe it but it looked cool. It would be great if trendy new fashion ideas were filtered into my subconscious every night and then I could create my own fashion line and become famous.
I wish I had inspirational dreams all the time. Then it would be easy to create art, compose songs, and most importantly, write. I wish ideas and revelations would come to me in my sleep. That does happen sometimes. A lot of great artists attribute things to their dreams. It's happened to me before, but only once in a great while. And most of the time, I find that I compose excellent poetry during those few moments when I am just drifting off, and then I can only remember bits and pieces of it later. The mind is fascinating. If only we knew how to harvest the potential of our dreams.
