My Trance

Dreams take me to a completely different world. Sometimes I find myself standing in the middle of the room staring at a blank wall. To the innocent bystander, I may appear to be mentally disturbed and quite frankly, I may very well be mentally disturbed. But I don't mind; when I begin staring at that wall, I don't see white just as any innocent passerby. I find myself in a completely different universe- trapped inside a world of vivid movement. Before my eyes I see inter-choreography between beauteous shades of blues, greens, yellows, and the most vibrant shades of red. A world where my inner-most frustrations are set free and take flight. A world of my own, my own fantasy- nothing more than a dream.