Okay, I’ve accepted the fact that all the #Trust30 prompts are exactly the same, but in different words. Honestly, I’m disappointed. I feel like they either should have asked the prompters different questions, or they should have shared the prompts that had already been written with the rest of the prompters so they didn’t keep writing the same thing over and over. That, or they shouldn’t have asked very similar people the same question.
Listen to this. These are the prompts from the last three days:
Today: Write down your top three dreams. Now write down what’s holding you back from them.
Yesterday: Decide what you want the future to be and make it happen. Because you can. Write about your future now.
The day before: Write down one thing you’ve always wanted to do and how you will achieve that goal. Don’t be afraid to be very specific in how you’ll achieve it: once you start achieving, your goals will get bigger and your capability to meet them will grow.
Maybe it’s just me, but these all sound the same. I can only write about my fears and my goals and my process so many times in a row. In fact, I can’t write about them ANY amount of times in a row. I can write about them once, and then I can maybe write about them again sometime later. Seriously. This is nothing against the prompters, I get that your assignment was probably pretty vague, and you were all trying to be epic and unforgettable, but I’m sorry, it’s not working for me. So, instead of following the prompts, I’ve decided to still read them and take the first thought that comes to my mind when I open the email, either from the title or the words or the author’s name, and that’s what I will write about.
Today’s subject line: Dreams.
When I saw this email, the first thing I thought about was being asleep. Which is not what this prompt was actually about. But the point right now is that it doesn’t matter. Okay?
I’ve been having REALLY crazy dreams lately. Like, when I wake up I remember them, and I want to text everyone that was in them to tell them that I’m thinking about them, but then I immediately forget. And then, sometime throughout the day, or the next day, or even the next week, something that has to do with what happened in the dream actually happens in real life, and I can’t tell what’s supposed to happen next or what already happened because I feel like I’ve already been there, except I’m not really sure. It’s basically deja vu, but in a serious way. If I think hard enough, I can tell when I’m remembering something because I dreamed (dreamt?) it, and not because it really happened, but it’s a bit unsettling at first. As you might imagine.
If you’re wondering if I’m doing drugs or drinking too much Four Loko or on some crazy new diet, the answer is no. I think I just haven’t been sleeping well, so the dreams have become more vivid. I once read that the average length of a dream is 7 seconds, and so if you wake up a lot during the night, you’re more likely to remember dreams. I think about this concept a lot. I also wonder about how other people sleep. Anytime I’m in proximity of someone who is sleeping I get really jealous. I wonder how they were able to fall asleep with all the things happening around them, and then I wonder if they’re just really, really tired, or really, really calm and good at falling asleep. Either way, I’m so jealous that they’re asleep, and I miss the days of being a child and not thinking about anything before falling asleep. But just… falling… asleep.
All I can think is that the older I get, the harder it’s going to be to have good sleep. Is that true? I know they say that you need less and less sleep as you get older, but does that mean I’m going to want to sleep less? I don’t think so. I love sleep. I love everything about sleep. I love snuggling under the covers and sinking into the pillows and feeling the fabric of the sheets and the blanket against my skin. I love the idea of being in bed for an entire day, just because it means that I don’t have to do anything but be comfortable. This makes me sound super lazy. But I think the world would be better a place if we all took one day a week to do nothing but bed things. Yes, I’m talking about that too. We could have the weekend days, or maybe just a single day, where we go on trips or do fun outdoor/night time stuff, and then we could have Bed Day. To do Bed things. Yes, I like this idea. What do you think? I think I’m going to go dream about it now…