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The Beauty of Dreams


Have you ever had super-powers? Or taken a trip to the bottom of the ocean? Or been so rich you could buy everything in the world? How about ever turning up to school naked? I'm going to guess you've never done any of these things in real life. But in your dreams, all this and more becomes a possibility.

When you think about it, dreaming really is magnificent. At night all that freedom and fantasy locked away in the brain escapes from the realms of reality and takes control. We are unleashed from the boring confines of our average lives, and discover a magical place where the only limitation is ones imagination.

I don't know if anybody else has ever woke up in the morning astounded by the influence and control of dreams, but for me it's a regular occurrence. Last night for example, I had a dream that I had the power to fly. (Someone reads too many fantasy books!) The astounding part being the amount of detail and depth my imagination had managed to create. From the surge of power in my body as I took off, to the forceful winds fighting against me and roaring in my ears as I soar, to the view of the city from the top of the world..

Quite honestly, I was convinced it was real. Waking up with the power, energy 
and excitement still racing through my body, the simple factor of a good dream completely improved my day. I skipped to my lectures with a huge grin on my face, happily spending the rest of the day remembering it, grasping at little details and chuckling at my brain for providing such a fun and motivating 
start to the day.

The majority of us have been influenced by what we dreamt about the night before, even if we do not notice it. Thinking back, have you ever been inexplicably grouchy or annoyed at someone, and then realised the night before you dreamt that they wronged you? Or maybe had a random craving for a certain food because it was featured in a dream?

I know, I'm rambling about such an natural and obvious thing, but this has interested me so much (with all the research and thought into dreaming, this post was so long I had to half the word count!) But it's more than a basic bodily process of increased brain activity, providing vivid story-telling during the REM stage of a sleep cycle. It's a gift, and one we often take for granted.

So next time someone complains about how long you sleep for (and if you're a student like me, this will be often), then tell them you're not simply "sleeping"... You're exploring a world of magic and mystery, in a universe of opportunity. Because our dreams give us the power to make the impossible, possible. And what could be a better way to spend time than doing that?

Thanks for reading, over and out.


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