Am I the only one who wishes she could somehow record the thoughts in her head,
the dreams that arrive in the darkest part of the night, and the fabulous running commentary
that flows freely during meetings when I am supposed to be paying attention?
My mind has become a whirling dervish of thoughts, worries, and concerns during my waking hours.
My subconscious has resorted to talking to me while I sleep. Twice in the last few days, I have had a dream of being completely aware that I am in a dream state, while admonishing myself to remember a word, idea, or thought. Unfortunately, the moment my eyes pop open, my brain switches on, and the chatter of competing thoughts jockey for attention inside my head. The dream is lost.
I’ve tried to wake up a few minutes early, so I can give my dreams a fighting chance to float to the surface of my consciousness. I take my journal with me to work, jotting down ideas, thoughts and snippets of recalled dreams.
I hope my external stresses decrease soon, so I can get back to my regularly scheduled life, dreaming and writing about those dreams.
But if there is one thing I’ve learned since seriously pursuing the writer’s life, it is to write everyday-no matter what.