Thoughts

Have you ever had those moments where you suddenly realize you want to be somewhere else than where you are in that moment?  You find yourself wandering off in your mind, walking around in a dream state, meandering between thoughts of mediocrity and superiority of your own emotions and realize, you're at peace with that feeling?

Time and again I have "opened" my eyes, though already opened, and realized I was daydreaming.  I was somewhere I didn't belong and craving to be in my own little dream world.  It's odd how these daydreams seem so real as I slowly slide into my own subconsciousness.  They become a part of my senses.  I can see the colors and textures, tangibly reach out and embrace the images dancing around in my head.  Though I cannot realistically say I can smell or touch these interactions, they become real nonetheless, because I desire them so much.

Colors do that to me.  They inspire me to stare into space and mentally escape into a peaceful state of mind, so to speak.  Darkened and alluring, burgundy, cobalt blue, black, deep purple, emerald green... these are are colors that draw me to a darker Dream World.  Mysterious and inviting, it opens up a new "vision" of darker passions while I day dream.  Fall colors, green, amber, brown, fire orange... these draw me back to my favorite memories of me as a child; running through 10 acres of pasture barefoot, tall grass hitting my pale skinned knee caps, the sun setting in the horizon, as the dark blood of a handful of mulberries stained my hand and corners of my mouth.  Can you imagine?

My thoughts trail off into the Infinity.  I belong here.