As a kid there was one thing that I had above my bed at night - a dream catcher. I had it there to catch all the bad dreams and nightmares before they could come invade my mind and take away my peacefulness. I had it there so that I could rest assured knowing that my ever after wouldn't be interrupted like an evil villain winning in a Disney movie. While I was dreaming, that fantasy was mine and it was real. And sometimes the dreams were so good that I never wanted to wake up from them. I wanted them to be reality so that the real reality didn't hurt as bad and maybe so that my hope didn't completely diminish into the unknown behind the dream catcher. But there came a time in life when that dream catcher came off that wall and it was up to me to turn my dreams into ever after and to perhaps one day turn them into a reality. I no longer have that security blanket over me to catch anything bad that might be headed my way late into the night while I'm getting my beauty sleep. But I'm okay with that. I don't need that anymore because my dreams seem to have finally made their way into reality. I'm waiting for someone to pinch me and wake me up from this movie, but there's no one there to pinch me because there doesn't need to be. This is real. I can't fall asleep at night because I'm finally living a dream and I'm not waking up. My head is in the clouds among the stars that I have so many times wished upon. I'm entangled in a dream catcher. And this isn't just any dream catcher - it's one that no one's seen before. This dream catcher grabs the good dreams instead of the bad ones. It prevents the good dreams from entering my mind when I'm wandering aimlessly through the sleep process. Why? Because this dream catcher is the mirror between dreams and reality. It catches the good dreams, holds onto them, and at the right time it turns them into reality. It tangles the good dreams in it's web and makes them last. This dream catcher captures the good dreams and turns them into my own ever after.
