Bea’s Student World

Dream Time

I have always had the ability to day-dream. I have never had to force it like some people. For me the process is organic, and happens at work in the midst of shouting and screaming about whose fault it is that the toner cartridge didn’t get ordered, just as easily as in the middle of nowhere, surrounded only by the pleasant sounds and smells of untouched nature. For me it happens with a gentle push. One and then I’m there.

Personally, I don’t know what I would do without day-dreaming. For many years (and probably centuries) day-dreaming has been the butt of many a joke. People liken it to a ‘waste of time’, as if using your brain for what it was intended for is a terrible and shameful thing. How wrong they are! The worst people to get on at you are people in management (I have a friend who is a secretary for Accredited cosmetic doctors London and they have put a total ban on day-dreaming at work!). These people, in my experience, have been far too cooped up in their world of ultra-efficiency for far too long, and thus they do not appreciate the finer things in life.

Sad.

I wish I could give a how-to on day-dreaming, because everyone should be able to do it whenever they want and for as long as is necessary for complete happiness. In seconds or less you can be someone where nobody can touch you, and completely at peace. Now, tell me, how is that a bad thing?

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