Thoughts

Dreams can haunt a place, hover over it for so long that they start to leak out into the waking world. You start to see them, out of the corner of your eye... the pleasant dreams, the nightmares, the legends and fantasies. Lost relatives from years gone by or the little chimerical creatures of childhood daydreams, seen just for a moment and then they are gone. I used to think that they were ghosts or other spirits, but lately I can't help but feel these visions are walking dreams, perhaps brought into being here by my grandmother who due to her ailment can be said to live in dreams. Dreams can haunt a place. I believe this.