Yeah...I took a week off of blogging. I needed to refocus a little, life muchness. So I'm back friends, and I missed you (even though unless you tell me that you read that I have no idea who you are...and thats okay. I like you a whole bunch anyway.)
Dreaming.
It's really important.
Stagnant water and water that is constantly flowing are worlds apart from each other. I would never jump haphazardly into a pond of stagnant water. Especially here in Oklahoma, there are snakes...probably amoebas... mosquitoes...crayfish...that weird light fish from finding nemo...and just straight up mucky things that could swallow you whole in there. Not to mention the fact that most of our bodies of water here are pretty gross. Also most of Oklahoma is a body of water right now...but that's another story for another day. Long story short, I'm leery of bodies of water that are naturally brown, as one should be.
Water that is constantly flowing and moving is a whole different story.
1. It doesn't smell weird.
2. You are not constantly worried about the safety of your toes, because you can probably see them.
3. If you needed to drink it, you probably could, and you would probably not die.
I just want to go ahead and clarify that I am not a scientist, these are just blatant observations. The moral of the story is: an active mind is a healthy one. Thats why old people do puzzles and play card games.
I've always been a bit of an out of the box thinker. Every craft I did in grade school, Sunday school, or other group creative activities, I would always challenge myself by thinking, "How can I make mine different?" Or "What can I do to make this project cooler/better/more interesting?" It meant that my coloring sheets featured rainbow donkeys, purple ducks, and hand drawn flowers and trees, because sometimes the provided landscapes were just not quite enough for my tastes. Also I hated the idea of all of the projects looking the exact same.
I have a subconscious "What can I add?" mentality. It's not competitive at all, it's creative. It's not uncommon for me to get a set of directions, get halfway through them, then start making up my own. This is not always successful, actually, most of the time it fails miserably. But about 1/57 times it turns out super cool, and I'm glad I did it. So in my brain it's kind of worth it, but also I can't not be creative.
There are so many beautiful things in the world, and I'd be sad if I didn't bring something to the table.
My definition of dreaming is to see possibilities in the world around you.
Some of my most depressive states have been moments where I forgot to keep dreaming. To keep thinking up ideas.
I always want to be dreaming, and thinking creatively. And I want to be around people who do the same.
"You may say I'm a dreamer, but I'm not the only one."
-John Lennon