'but only in their dreams can men be truly free; twas always thus, and always thus will be.'

i was thinking the other day about daydreams. and how they have this weird ability to transport me someplace; something i can think about and shape how i want, ignore the ugliness of the truth or realism and just smile for a moment or two.

it really is a fabulous feeling.

even just the ability to take a really strong moment in your life, something that actually happened, and simply... remember. it could be a biased memory, something your mind forces itself to block certain aspects of, but it's yours just the same. a single moment in your life that makes you smile, or gives you shivers, or creates a homemade cookie feeling inside you. it's hard to articulate actually, although i'm sure you get it. kind of like a really good kiss, for example. it's something that you can all of a sudden find yourself smiling about on a random day. the world melts away and you're just... there... and not here for a fleeting second. i dont' know. that makes me happy.

dreams or unrealistic memories are what makes life easier for three point two seconds i feel. we should all be able to bottle them and bring them out when need be i've decided.

the best part about them is that you can take them with you.