Feb 09 2008
Defying Gravity and Daydreaming
I was under the impression that all people daydream. But yesterday’s Friday’s Feast suggested differently. I daydream frequently. My daydreams range from happy thoughts to my ambitions. There are times that my daydreams are so vivid that I believe the said event actually occurred.
For example, when it comes to my writing I think about the congratulatory phone call from my agent, his comments regarding the areas of strengths and weaknesses in my book, and how the cover of my book will look like.
Everything seems so real. Writing success right there at my fingertips. I know it’s going to happen because I can feel and see it in my daydreams. All of my successes I’ve been able to envision. And they have always come true.
Everyone has their story and mine isn’t much different that millions of others – child abuse, alcoholic father, molestation blah blah blah. You name it, it happened to me. Daydreaming was the only way I survived my childhood. Perhaps this habit stayed with me as an adult. It’s the the only way I know to defy gravity.
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My childhood had long phases of dysfunctionality, too, but I daydreamed long before that, and I continue to daydream every day. I can’t imagine life without that rich, extra dimension, full of promise, accolades and adventure.
I want to do something, I plan, I do. I do my best and it goes where it goes. I never day dreamed about going into a university speech meet with an original oratory I’d written, competing as a freshman with a room full of seniors, and see myself winning first place—I just went, did my best, and won.
I began planning my escape from my childhood very early and as soon as I could I left my state. I don’t feel that my life lacked richness or promise or accolades or adventure; and nothing has EVER held me down. Unless you consider MS has, but I still fly.
Ah, childhood. I spit upon the notion that parents can do nothing but love their children.
Arachne, you took the words right out of my mouth.
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