I'm still dreaming of it.
Still hoping for it.
It is certainly a very small dream, to say the least, compared to the 'bigger picture' dreams like seeing friends and relatives saved, being able to settle down with the woman of your dreams and have a good family, or even being able to write a epic series of novels.
But it is a dream, nonetheless.
And in it, there's always a layer of white. There's always snow, yet the feeling I get is comfort, warmth, happiness, bliss.
Each time the dream changes slightly, with my position or situation being the thing that changed. First it was waiting for a date. Then it was simply looking up at the sky, then it was watching the snow and touching it with a loved one. What's next?
And what do they mean? Are they a portion of my desires 'materialised' in my dreams, or are they signs?
The latter is highly unlikely as it doesn't tie in with what I've experienced before, but it doesn't hurt to think about it.
Funny how the longest, coldest and sometimes darkest season of the year can bring about such wonderful dreams. Just think about the quirky irony. Christmas, the season of love, the day of Christ's birth, with terms like 'White Christmas' having such romantic connotations are all derived from this seemingly dreary season.
True that concepts like having a White Christmas can be part of our fantasies and not entirely the complete idea of reality, but again, it certainly doesn't hurt to dream and think about it.
After all, what is reality, what is life if we do not have dreams to accompany our actions?
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