Dream

Dreams are usually a remake of daily occurrences; but not here. These are for themselves; they simply have no sameness relation to my daily tasks/environments; but then, why should it be? do I live to 'feed' my own self with the same grub, night-time than day-? I cannot work-down my dreams into the dreary day mix, and yet, nightime is my favored work space; so I dream-work and build all kinds of quietly alien mirages; these invite me to 'visit' them and so do I. Strangely, I always bid them goodbye with a deep feeling, the one which comes within you when you depart from loving ones; never sure of coming back together again!