Right Now - Isabel Jenkins

At this moment, somewhere in the universe, someone is dreaming. Their mind is conjuring up images; incongruent elements that combine to create a new world. Perhaps it is a pleasant dream, strolling along the ocean shore or spending time with a loved one. Perhaps it has a common theme: flying, falling, running, testing. It could be the manifestation of this person's deepest fears and strongest desires, a dream that could be used for psychoanalysis or personal reflection. Or it could just be of them brushing their teeth. Their dream could be in color, or it could be in black in white. If it were a blind someone, there would not be visual dreams, but dreams utilizing other senses. This person probably won't realize they're dreaming until morning - that is, if they remember the dream at all. It's a shame how many people have, in this moment, just forgotten their dreams! Dreams are the window into our soul; they are the poetry of our subconscious. If you can remember, spend a moment (as you have many moments left) to write dreams down, and you might be pleasantly surprised.