Today was a bit cooler and rather windy, but that didn't stop me from enjoying the outdoors after work. Pacen and I went to the cemetery where I run. Yes, I run at a cemetery. It's gorgeous, it's hilly, and it's better than running laps around a track. I love it. Everything was so green this evening and while I ran I couldn't help but day dream. I didn't day dream about one thing in particular. No. There were many things running through my head. Summer. Our trip to Atlantis (coming up in 27 days). The lake. Scuba diving. Softball. Camping. Triathlons. Laying out in my backyard. Yard work. So many things.
Some of those things may not sound like day dreams, but trust me when I tell you that the way I think about them is a dream. I don't think of the yard work and imagine all the sweat and frustration that will more than likely occur. No. I think about what the finished product will look like. In my head - in my dreams - it's beautiful and I can picture myself relaxing and taking in all that I accomplished. I don't think about all the hard work and training I have to do to complete the Triathlon. Nope. I think about the unexplainable feeling I get when I cross the finish line and how amazing I feel that I did it! I'm a natural at day dreaming. I probably spend way too much time in my dreams, but that's just who I am and there is absolutely nothing wrong with dreaming.
"He does not need opium. He has the gift of reverie." ~Anais Nin
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