this moment is real.
why is it so hard to remember that? my mind just shuffles through each moment never separating reality from.... the rest
maybe dreaming is a defense mechanism.
for if we were in constant realization of reality then maybe we would never have built this world. or maybe once it would have been built- (consume, waste, consume, waste)- we would have gone insane with out our dreams.
instead we are inside- isolated from the sounds of the wind. building barriers day after day. just barely grasping the edge of our sanity by allowing ourselves to dream- to wonder off away from this isolation.
maybe the one is always stopping us from reaching the other. reality to dream, dream to reality. always stuck in the middle.


love you. this post made me think of being IN a moment by being outside of it, realizing the essence...a wonderful way to experience anything
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this is really great megan. i can relate. love the barn too
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