The Dream's Picture

2025.01.03

Good morning, that wonderful way.

Sleep much?

Yes, or no, away we go.

Feels like a Transition Day this morning.

That something so intangible we call it only something and wait for the time necessary for a better word.

Stubborn. The words want daydreams before lines. Usually a sign something new, something excellent, some interesting insight is on the way. A new route on an old highway that makes the trip more comfortable and convenient.

Maybe, if you're lucky, gives a better view, too.

It takes years at writing before you can call walking away from a piece working and not procrastination.

How we are while we write goes into the words, into the tone, sets the rhythm.

Some dreams aren't finished with their daydreams enough to get real.

Try to push through their resistance and all you write is the struggle with the picture you're painting and so, don't show the dream's picture itself.

Write something else.

Check-in time to time to see if the other dream is ready for pixels or canvas or musical notes.

If so... away, you go.

You'll know because there's a new level of comfort there.

It's a time-out not a walking away.

Everything takes time to grow.

No worries, there's always plenty more to write about.

Take care, listen to your dreams, and have your better day.