Sometimes Dreams are Awesome. And Sometimes They Suck

Sometimes dreams just suck, okay? I don’t mean the goals or aspirations sort of dream–those, no matter how silly or insignificant they may seem to other people, are always good (or at least I think so). No, I’m talking about the literally brain-drama that happens when you sleep.

Usually, my brain dramas are pretty cool. Very action-thriller-spy-movie esque. They’re entertaining, to say the least.

But lately I’ve been having these… ordinary dreams. Dreams that could easily be reality, but a better reality than the one I’m currently in.

Take last night, for example. I dreamt that I was finally able to quit my job and be a full-time artist-person. I dreamt that I left work for the last time, went home, and then spent the time doing whatever the fuck I wanted because I didn’t have to get up and be at some office in the morning. I made plans to visit some friends from out of state. I painted something. (Time, being pretty much nonlinear and totally messed up  in dreams, somehow had gone back to morning.) I went out to a restaurant and met up with friends and celebrated not having to be anywhere important and dress professionally.

And while I know that, sure, if I was able to pull off the whole full-time creative person thing, that I would have obligations. I’d have to make money, for one thing, and that means working on new pieces of art and writing and whatnot. I know that I would have some obligations–like meetings and book signings and maybe even a convention booth or two.

But those aren’t necessarily everyday things. My job would be to create, not dress up and go to an office to answer phone calls. I could be happily at work at 3 in the morning in my pjs and kitty slippers, typing away–and I’d still be working.

So, when I woke up this morning, realizing that it was all in fact a dream, and that I really did have to get up to go to work this morning?

Yeah, yeah that really sucked.

Thanks brain.




Author: Eris O'Reilly

I'm a writer, artist, knitter, crocheter, cat wrangler, zombie hunter, and law enthusiast. Also, I am a complete and utter fangirl. I like silliness.

5 thoughts on “Sometimes Dreams are Awesome. And Sometimes They Suck”

  1. Awww I’m sorry dear. Those can be rough for sure. Maybe they’re just showing you the great things that are to come! I know that doesn’t make the here-and-now much easier, but keep working towards it. 🙂

    1. Yeah. It was just a kick in the teeth at the time. I’m starting to feel like I’m parsing out my soul, little by little each day, to indentured servitude. And for what? To pay the rent? Ugh. (If I’m going to sell my soul, I’d like to think I’d sell it for like, $400 million dollars, a mansion in San Diego, a senator, and maybe a solid gold pony the size of an elephant. For starters.)

      1. Sounds like a decent starting price for a soul. I’d sell for more though. Yours is pretty unique. 😉

        I know what you mean though, on some levels at least. I don’t know that I’ll ever get to ‘quit’ the day job in any fashion. But I can at least dream of trying in the meantime.

      2. I will probably get to a point where I can quit my day job. (I hope.)

        You know… if I get stupidly rich and famous someday, I’ll probably need some sort of P.A… 😉

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