window of the drummer’s soul

For days now, my dreams were contained of things that are actually far-fetched and almost impossible. I dreamt that I was on stage, playing that acoustic guitar and I have a singer with me and a huge crowd is watching us, and cheering. For minutes, I thought that the dream was real, but the dream ended so fast before I have fully enjoyed that blissful moment. Each and every night, I have been dreaming for the same scene. Surprisingly, I like to be dreaming that dream that sometimes it makes me want to sleep more than once in day to experience that strong feeling of fondness towards music and performing. Now I understand the dream much better. I have learned that dreams are the gateway of our subconcious mind and the way to discover the things that you really want to happen in your life. In my case, I have been haunting my own self to go back to where I really have found my joy, and that is music. It’s weird, but I really do honestly feel the genuine wave of music calling me to go back. Well, I honestly do not know where to start or what I really have to do as of the moment. I just hope that I will come to the right place and the right time to fulfill what I am really made for. This is what I want and I just want to get what I want. To the arms of music, here I come. Welcome me home.