Daydreaming is an adventure. Laying in bed, listening to calming trance brings the imagination to another level. Staring into some far away place that has no particular beginning or end. I daydream. The past, present and future are intertwined, where physical time has no meaning. Anything is possible in this divine and beautiful journey. From one thought to another, I travel the world of fantasy. I sail to a million places through blue waters, starry skies, lushes fields and fearless mountains. There are no limitations or obstacles to the natural flow of stories, which explore every corner of the voyage. It can and is anything I want it to be. And it is full of color, emotion and sensation. It’s the only escape that is mine and no one else’s. It can’t be taken or ruined, for it lives in the mind of the beholder. It brings internal pleasure of possibilities. And there are many, for the mind is free to seek and design illusions of any thing it wants. The greater the imagination, the greater the trance. A daydream is safe. It is infinite and it is bountiful. My only way to be rescued from reality… I disappear into my daydream.