[Original Fiction] A Dreamer's Idealism
I finally found that all so elusive folder on computer that holds all of my short stories and writing samples I used as submission pieces last year! I've been wanting to post them for a while now, so here's the first of many...
Title: A Dreamer's Idealism
Genre: General/Short short story
Warnings: None
Summary: A brief reflection on the internal battle between reality and imagination. (That just sounded a lot deeper than the piece really is...)
EDIT: Woops! Just realized I made two lj cuts! Oh well, I'm too lazy to fix it. Either one will work!
A Dreamer's Idealism
I sighed with bliss as I slowly sank into the plush feathered sofa, allowing the soft cushions to mold to my body. I closed
my eyes and focused on the steady breath that escaped from my nose; in and out, in and out.
A smile gently graced my lips as I let my mind be temporarily rid of all my troubles and worries, of all the woes and
monstrosities of life. For one hour I forgot the constant struggle of love and addiction, hate and unrequited admiration. I dismissed
the lingering feeling of loss. For one hour I allowed myself to dream of a possible, uninhibited future, a dream most rarely indulged
in for fear that it may never come true.
I drifted in space, going farther and farther away with the hope and intention of becoming lost. I created my own
alternate reality in which I could escape and pretend to be oblivious of the pain and suffering around me, a place where ignorance
was bliss.
“Alice!”
Reality tugged at my mind. It pulled and manipulated until dark storm clouds started to roll over the clear sky of my utopia,
an ominous reminder of ignorance lost. I desperately tried to hang onto my dream, my ignorance, but reality grabbed me by the
ankles and slowly pulled me back into its depths.
“Alice, wake up!”
My eyes shot open.
Title: A Dreamer's Idealism
Genre: General/Short short story
Warnings: None
Summary: A brief reflection on the internal battle between reality and imagination. (That just sounded a lot deeper than the piece really is...)
EDIT: Woops! Just realized I made two lj cuts! Oh well, I'm too lazy to fix it. Either one will work!
A Dreamer's Idealism
I sighed with bliss as I slowly sank into the plush feathered sofa, allowing the soft cushions to mold to my body. I closed
my eyes and focused on the steady breath that escaped from my nose; in and out, in and out.
A smile gently graced my lips as I let my mind be temporarily rid of all my troubles and worries, of all the woes and
monstrosities of life. For one hour I forgot the constant struggle of love and addiction, hate and unrequited admiration. I dismissed
the lingering feeling of loss. For one hour I allowed myself to dream of a possible, uninhibited future, a dream most rarely indulged
in for fear that it may never come true.
I drifted in space, going farther and farther away with the hope and intention of becoming lost. I created my own
alternate reality in which I could escape and pretend to be oblivious of the pain and suffering around me, a place where ignorance
was bliss.
“Alice!”
Reality tugged at my mind. It pulled and manipulated until dark storm clouds started to roll over the clear sky of my utopia,
an ominous reminder of ignorance lost. I desperately tried to hang onto my dream, my ignorance, but reality grabbed me by the
ankles and slowly pulled me back into its depths.
“Alice, wake up!”
My eyes shot open.