What’s it like being a daydreamer?

First of all, I’m not crazy, I know the difference between reality and fantasy. Still, I do get asked where my imagination comes from or how do I feel when I a vivid daydreams. Here’s a short explanation of a few things I go through:

 

1) I may be a daydreamer, but I do listen to what you’re telling me. I’m just picturing your situation in mind as you tell the story. Which is why I often get told by my friends, “I would’ve never thought of it that way! Thanks!”

 

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2) No, I do not ‘hear’ voices. I imagine my crush asking me out and things like that, but I know he didn’t just do so. Again, I’m aware when I’m daydreaming. Otherwise, I’d be at a mental facility.

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3) Concentration isn’t always easy, but it is possible to manage. It isn’t always easy to pay attention to things you’re not interested in (but things you must learn).  This is one of the reasons I walk a lot. I need to keep my mind balanced.

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4) It does help your memory. There are many things I remember that my friends don’t (how they made a fool of themselves this one time), and that’s because it replayed in my mind over and over, like a movie or story.

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5) Even though concentration is often a problem, with the right amount of silence it is easy to get into writing mode. The problem is getting out of it. It feels like the moment the movie ends at the theatre and you know the magic is over. It does get you down, I’m telling you.

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6) Comfort drinks and ice cream are my go-to buddies, when no one is available. My mind does get tired and drinks and ice cream get it going, when sleep is not an immediate option.

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7)  Daydreaming helps to deal with situations that might make you lose sleep over.

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8) It makes life interesting whenever you’re having a good or bad day. If I’m having an awesome day, the excitement gets so high I could hug a spider. However, on a gloomy day, I often picture myself buying a ticket to leave the planet and galaxy.  I think this applies to most people, but for a daydreamer, this is life. It is also easy to switch back and forth between daydreams.  Do not confuse this with mood swings, though.

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9) Writing can be a good escape and so is daydreaming. It gives you a bit of hope in life, if you don’t have someone to talk to at a specific moment.

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❤ ❤ ❤ Love, Ellie ❤ ❤ ❤

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Is love too much to ask for?

The world’s lack of true love perforates my mind and soul. Have we become hermits from the fear of loving endlessly, or have we been too damaged that we’ve given up on love? 

Perhaps it is our desire to love, not because we want all the love for ourselves, but because we’re selfless. We become excited at the idea of sharing our passions, thoughts, and struggles, that we become blind to those who will end up inflicting pain, and shattering our hearts into a million pieces. How long can one withstand glueing these fallen pieces, until one collapses in despair, wishing for love to disappear?

What is it that scares people away? Is it that one is perhaps too good, it becomes intimidating? Or do they fear, they’ll give up their own desires? Is it that they/we are afraid of a perfect world; here there’s no wrongdoing, where there’s no pain, where there’s no despair?

These questions shouldn’t even be asked. But there’s hope, we’ll all find the love we’re looking for; romance, friendship, family, nature, the universe. 

Fear should not be in the same place as love, and love shouldn’t replace your past, present, and future. It is what helps us stick together, it is a band of unity and comfort that’s there to remind us, we mean something to someone, or that we mean good for someone or something. It shouldn’t be hard to love, and it should be simple to take a leap of faith. It becomes tiring wishing, praying, hoping that the love we share will reciprocate. 

Is love too much to ask for? Is an answer too much to hope for? 

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Alcove

I decided to submit this post to the DPChallenge: http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2014/02/24/writing-challenge-object/

Today, I am simply going to talk about the best alcove I’ve ever been in, full of diversity and warmth. One that triggers feelings and unlocks treasured memories. Where you can go when you feel sad, or feel inspirational…I’m talking about my precious mug. The alcove only my clumsiness can destroy.

Just when I need to find solace, it is always within my reach. It’s never challenging to find different methods to use it. I can use it to drink water, hot chocolate, soup, and if the mug is big enough, I can use it for oatmeal. It is a safe place to go, when you want to find your inner peace. It is your moment to pause and recant your daily failures (at least in your mind). Where no one can tell you that you are wrong. How many times have you replay scenarios over and over, while drinking tea alone, or even drinking tea in the bathtub? I know I’ve done it.

It is when I transport myself into this alcove, where I lock secrets in my mind, like a live diary. I can let myself get lost in despair, but also allow myself to resurface with a brighter outlook. Give yourself the chance to get lost in your own world for a while. It is a time where you can reflect and be vulnerable. But without the fear of judgement.

This is why I have a mug for every moment, small alcoves to remind me of what’s good and bad, and how to become a better person.

Of course! The world does not rule me today 🙂