And so I begin my journey, well not exactly. You see for my first exercise I have to record a dream or indeed a childhood dream, but the truth is I can’t remember them and the ones that I do would not be suitable for this exercise. For a couple of nights now I have gone to bed with my trusty notebook taking its rightful place on my nightstand, ready for me to put pen to paper the following morning, only to find myself devoid of last nights reverie. Frustrating!
And so to bed again, hopeful that tonight I will have sweet dreams and plenty to write about tomorrow.
Dream on…
Writefully So... 