Dreams

"Dreams feel real while we're in them. It's only when we wake up that we realize something was actually strange."

-Cobb from Inception

I've always been somewhat fascinated by dreams. Very recently that fascination has grown immensely. If I would ever go back to school, it'd probably be just to study them. They're just so interesting and the effect that they have on us is intriguing. I've had dreams before about a person that I have no romantic interest in, and then I wake up feeling different about them, as if maybe I had underlying feelings for them all along. How is that possible and why does that happen? I mean, usually it doesn't last but a day, but why would a dream have you concentrate on them that long that some weird feeling arises? Was that feeling there already? Or were you just now thinking about it a little too much?

This past weekend I had a dream two nights in a row involving a person I used to know. I woke up feeling different about them, not romantically, but any negative feelings I had towards them momentarily disappeared. But when I think about it, it's like the person in my dream is not the same person in real life. I know they haven't changed. So do I just take it as what it is? Just a simple dream that came from my subconscious and leave it at that? Is it God trying to speak to me about them? Nothing monumental happened in this dream at all. We both approached each other and this person said they wanted to talk and I agreed and that's all that happened. Which in real life, I don't know that I would have agreed to do so.

I do believe dreams can be prophetic or come from God, but I don't believe that they all are. So I'm left with just waiting on God I guess.

On a different note, last night I had the sweetest dream I've ever had in my entire life. I dreamt that I was with my future husband. I didn't know who he was in real life, I just knew in my dream I was with my future husband. I felt so safe and I felt at peace. We were outside of a beautiful place that looked like it was a castle. It was a warm fall day with brightly colored trees and we were dancing. I've never danced with anyone like that before. Well, I've never really slow danced with the male gender period. But it was the most romantic thing I've ever felt, and the sweetest dream I've ever had.

What do you love about you?

Today someone posted this as their facebook status:

“Can you come up with at least 10 answers to this question? ‘What do you love about you?’” A year and a half ago, I wouldn’t have been able to get past one. But today, I realized that I can totally answer that question. And I challenge everyone to do this. There is SUCH freedom to be who you were meant to be when you realize that you are a masterpiece. Why insult the creator of the masterpiece? This isn’t an ego booster. Just do it.

1. I love my personality and my quirks. They’re kind of cool.

2. I love my taste in music. I might even become snobbish about this, but I seriously love the somewhat eclectic taste that I’ve acquired.

3. I love my figure. I used to hate it, and yeah, it’s hard to find clothing that fit it, but I’ve come to love it. If they’d just bring the 40’s and 50’s back, everything would be fine!

4. I love my pale skin. Again, I used to hate it, but I’ve grown fond of it, and I don’t even really want to tan ever again.

5. I love my eyes. They have this cool thing going on where they’re blue, but they have this hazel-ish/green-ish ring around the pupil.

6. I love that I have a thing for the impossibles.

7. I have a GREAT sense of humor. And I’m REALLY funny. Go ahead, ask my friends.

8. I love all of the creativity and imagination I’ve been blessed with. From design to dance to video, to even just appreciating all kinds of creativity. I can’t imagine not being this way.

9. I really love my brown hair. I’m not dying it again. I used to want to be a red head, and now I can just greatly appreciate the color.

10. I love my style. It’s constantly changing, and probably always will be, but I’m satisfied that it’s “me.”

If you have trouble doing this, go look at this, it might help:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qR3rK0kZFkg

I am so unbearably tired of boys and how stupid they can really be.

Dear Future husband,

I can wait.

Sincerely,

Laura

December

Can't come soon enough.

A Light in the Darkness

I've always been told about light and darkness, and how great it is to be a light in the darkness. And then, it finally clicked today when someone talked about this. If there is any light in any kind of darkness, the light wins—always. It's so true. No matter how large a dark, black room is. If someone lights a match, anyone in that room will be able to see it. Darkness can't hide light! So if ever you feel like maybe you were supposed to have a part in someone's life, or be that light in someone else's life, and you didn't feel like you did anything, remember—light in any kind of darkness wins. Always. It can be seen.

3 more days....

The print lab is out of ink.

I think I'm going crazy.

I need to get out of here.

But my mustache book is DONE!

Things to do this sumer

1. Read in my claimed spot by the river—Pride and Prejudice, The Princess Bride, The Prestige, Screwtape Letters, Narnia Series, Blue like Jazz.

2. Create an awesome stop-animation film

3. Find and look through random magazines, newspapers, editorial pieces—proof read and

critique them, and then leave them where I found them.

4. Photo-shoot adventures

5. Illustrate my alter-ego or inner child

6. Stay physically active

7. Make some awesome-bangin' cupcakes

8. Organize and make a back up system for every school item in a cd case

9. Do any sort of design project that I haven't been able to do

10. Find where there are free local outdoor movies

11. Go shopping for clothing only at vintage, second hand, or thrift shops. Unless I need

underwear.