teeny tales: awake & dreaming
I'm not sure you're awake because you look like you're asleep. well, I said, I’m kind of doing both. I didn’t know that was possible she said. It’s not always. but every now and then, when my nightmares roll into the daytime, I sort of sleepwalk through life. is that possible? yes, I said. it's called a daymare. I've had them before. they're even more terrifying than a nightmare because I can’t close my eyes entirely when it happens. oh so that’s what you call it she said. It? I asked. & she said, yeah, a “daymare,” I’ve just been calling that “life.” oh, it can be I said, that's why I’m trying to wake up from it now. from the daymare or life? she asked. from both I told her. & she asked what it was like. & I told her it was like having a beautiful dream. & then she smiled & she tip toed away but left the lights on behind her so that I wouldn't get confused and close my eyes and miss all the good parts.
story of the day: original drawing #1710-boxed book set
I held out my hands & asked where I could help & somebody grabbed me & pointed me towards the future & said, You've got your work cut out for you & I said, isn't there anything easier? & he laughed & said you could dig around in the past, but it's just busywork & that made perfect sense so I shrugged & started right where I was, along with everyone else.