ThE hItS aNd MiSsEs Of A 18 yR oLd GiRl TrApPeD iN a 28Yr OlD wOrLd.



Monday, November 12, 2012

Mystery man

I woke up this morning emotional. I had an amazing dream. Not only did it feel real but it left me with questions.
Lately I have been having an itch to write. But being me I put myself down. I think to myself that I need to really take a writing corse in college and I will soon as I can enroll.I love school and I love learning new things!
Anyways the dream was colorful and magical if you will. Not to mention I was a total bad ass.
There was this guy that I fell in love for instantly. This man wasn't your everyday average, he was someone thats hard to explain but I will try. "People" say that everyone who you see in your dream you have seen before in real life, I agree with that statement to a point. This man I know I would have remember ever seeing.
The other day someone asked me who my type was, I couldn't really give that person an answer. Dumbfounded, they gave me another option. They asked which celebrity did I find hot? Stumped again I couldnt give them an answer. We laughed and went onto the next subject. Later on as the weeks pass on this question has got me thinking. I know I am married and my husband should be my type. Well he is...to an extent. There is so much more. I married him at age 19, not knowing anything else. As we grow we learn and change.
Back to the dream, this man was everything I love that made him a man, if that makes sense. Let me explain, he was tall and muscles hugged every inch of his body, but it was just right he could still wrap his arms around you. He had dark hair and light brown skin some parts of his body was covered in tattoos. His personality was sweet and charming but still had the mean rugged edge towards others, and not in a disrespectful way. I just wish I could explain him better then what I am trying to paint!

What I dont understand is why did this "dream guy" make such an impact in me? Why do I find my self reliving this dream over and over until i start to forget? Now i am not thinking of him in a way I wish he was alive and we were together. I am thinking more of how can i fit him into a book that I have brainstormed into writting. He isn't my average leading role in a dream he was 100% different.  The dream is super difficult to explain. Maybe God will guide my thoughts into words to write down and form into what I have been itching to write.
I love dreaming. Sometimes I just wish I could stay there Just a little bit longer or somehow continue it the next time my eyes close.
Dear mystery man, I will find you and I will bring you to life!

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