Tuesday, July 6, 2010

Sleep to Dream

Prince of Norway here...

The topic of discussion is the dream. (Side Note: I'm listening to Evans Blue right now). So I suppose I must really begin by saying that while sleep can be refreshing I hold it on the same level as taking a leak. What I mean is that it's just one of those things that we have to do. A nice by product of sleep is the dream.

I have no idea what dreams mean or if there is some direction they're meant to point us, but they can be very good or very bad. I have experienced a wide spectrum of dreams...from nightmares and wild adventures to scenes too epic to describe with mere English.

Last night it just so happens that I was a pirate in a stormy sea where the water was perhaps the color of the eyes of a Kate Beckinsale sketch I did...thanks to graphite. I've never been on the sea in a bad storm...let alone on a real life pirate ship. Nevertheless, with a fierce wind sending drops of rain and froth alike into a barrage of razors I did battle with the elements. Why would the Prince of Norway be on the sea in such a storm? Why else...but because of a girl. Now, let me say that this was not just any girl either. This was the kind of girl that makes you smell the bite of autumn (which reminds me of the caress on a cheek or kiss in the corn field). She was the kind of girl that you would brave avalanches for or just be willing to be placed in any flavor of peril. Hence Anders was in the storm.

I'm pretty sure she was kidnapped and I had to rescue her. I was being a typical male and going out to save her even though she didn't ask for it. It was very Princess Bride-esque. However, my ship didn't catch up to her until docked on some Caribbean island. I rushed to her ship and at the moment I crossed the threshold I saw her face and the shock woke me up.

At this point there's no going back. I have never been able to revisit a good dream once I've departed. However, I can easily find my way back into bad dreams, or they find me. I'm not sure which is which.

Despite the occasional brush with a nightmare I will still sleep to dream. Because these dreams are always so much more exciting than real life...most of the time ;)