When Dreams become possibilities

Stop and think for a minute, of a place. This place can be anywhere, anything. This place is where you imagine yourself being, when you are the happiest you could possibly be. This place does not have to be real, but when you imagine having the perfect life, where would you be? What would you be doing? For example, When I see myself, happier than I have even been, the most comfortable feeling ever, I see myself in a garden of white roses, Under trees, but yet sill in the sunlight. Make it even better and add in my crush of way too many years, but we will leave him out for now.
  I dream of this garden almost every night, walking through the grass, and swinging on an old wooden swing tied under a willow tree. My theory to dreams, is that they give us a taste of something that we otherwise would never experience. While we sleep, we have adventures, discover new things about ourselves, and maybe even come face to face with the things we fear the most.
    I choose to think of dreams of an alternate reality, or possibly, the life we live when we are not awake.  It could be real, or it could be our imagination. It could be that our dreams are the only adventures we will ever have. But regardless, a dream is what you choose to make it, what you choose to believe is true, and what you desire the most.

Until next time