I’m not sure if it’s because I’ve been telling more children’s stories at church in the past few months, or what – but it seems like my imagination has been in overdrive the past couple weeks. Maybe it just eeded some dusting off – I don’t know. But my dreams have been all kinds of extra-vivid lately. A couple nights ago I dreamt that a friend and I were fighting the Decepticons alongside the military. And we won. Sans Autobots. Then we went back to our bunker and listened to the radio. (no, I haven’t seen the new Transformers movie yet.)
I’m not saying that my dreams are making *sense* – just that they seem more vivid.
And then – you know how sometimes you’ll be talking with a friend or coworker, and you’ll riff off of what each other says – taking a joke to the next level – until the end becomes an inside joke only you guys understand? Sometimes those require the visualization of someone or something in a humorous light. That’s happening a good bit, too.
I’m singing more often, as well – so all my creativity is flowing, I guess.
Now, as I think about things, it’s certainly likely that the project-from-hell was sucking the life out of me, and I could no longer use my creativity due to the death of part of my soul during that awful time. Perhaps this is a rebirth of sorts.
I have no idea. All I know is that I’m ready for another great dream. They’re fun.