esthercandream

I actually can. Perhaps one of the reasons, why I am never bored in the most boring of places. Anything, a glimpse or a fact can just give rise to the dreamy dream. I stole the name- Esther Greenwood, to make it all mine. It’s a part of me, none of another, whom I have met only in pages that are half torn and forlorn. Yet, it is so much mine. A treasure I would not part at any cost.
It’s a long back story , how I got caught up with this character and the wonderful book of Sylvia Plath and always felt , I resembled her somewhere deep within. Not that we had very much in common in reality but the thoughts seem similar when you actually dug it out. So, I stole her, and wear her; as casually and coolly as my shorts and t shirts when in my most informal of self.
When everything seems to break loose and go haywire, all I pick up is the images or dreams that I hold close to. I dream. Perfectly and wonderfully, things that might never happen in the distant future. Yet, they seem to be with me, like a balloon trailing behind with invisible threads of hope!
I create images all over, like articles strewn everywhere about the sudden growth of spas in down south and visualizing and attesting then with proof enough to lure you there. Or at least make you dream.
The tulips or the beach, my desktop covers it all. It is an extension of my search, to create dreams that trace out the existential you. Dreams that can bring in the craving within you, to reach out for the deepest. There lies your soul, the one to be touched.
It breathes back life when rest ceases to exist, to make you dream to satiate the Dream. Dreams are all one has. Whether it is me or my dreamy counterpart- I can cease to be the hassled me: and be whatever I can dream of. Esther, that is she and also me, an identity theft. Not because I don’t have one but because she seems larger than life and does tango as brilliantly as she writes, in my dreams. She’s free, independent and the world at her feet. Didn’t someone say; success is all about living life the way you dream?