Day 25: Oasis

A sanctuary is a place you can escape to, to catch your breath and remember who you are. Write about the place you go to when everything is a bit too much.

I go to bed. It’s soft, warm and, if I wish it to be, can be pitch black. Better yet, it is a gateway to oblivion – a blissful state that can come about in one of two ways. One, through deep sleep (Nyquil optional). Two, through dreams which come via deep sleep (except some sleep is so deep that it is utterly dreamless…which brings us back to Nyquil). Now, my mentioning over-the-counter medication twice in as many sentences might lead you to believe that I prefer that route. Not so. I will take natural sleep and real dreams any day. In dreams, anything can happen. Even if my dream turns out to be some chopped-up version of the crisis that made me jump under the covers in the first place, it will be far more entertaining and have an outcome more outlandish than any possible in real life. The best case scenario, of course, is a dream that has absolutely nothing to do with the real life crisis, but is instead a fantastic ride through Neverland, where actions have no consequences whatsoever, where there is no stink of logic and where I encounter who I really am: a free spirit coasting through this dream called life.

Just last night I dreamt I was flying one of these upside down!


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