Each night when I sleep, I see moonbeams and scattered stardust dancing across my window. When I wake, I realise that it's just my fibre optic lamp.
I wrote the above some time ago now, but I feel that it's true today as it was when I wrote it. I think it sums up how deep down I'm still looking for that place to esacpe to, and why not? Aren't most people trying to escape real life?
Perhaps not the cheeriest way to start a new blog, but it's definitely accurate of how I feel at the moment - dreams somehow manage to glam up what real life is.
