...a dreamer, dreaming.
Hello, I am an escapist,
With little bit desires in my heart.
When I tell others, they say,
"Do not act smart."
And I be like,
"It's an art."
I was standing in the center of a grand ballroom, filled with elegant decorations. The room was filled with an enchanting melody, and I felt an urge to move to the rhythm.
As if guided by an invisible force, my body began to twirl. My feet began to move across the polished floor, and my arms gracefully opened in the air, as if they were wings. With each movement, I felt a sense of joy and freedom that I had never experienced before.
My dance took me through various landscapes. I found myself taking round on a moonlit beach, my toes sinking into the soft sand. As if the ocean is also dancing with me. The lighting arrangement was beyond everything and pearls of the water began to reflect.
Then, I leaped through a lush forest, my movements were like the graceful flight of birds. The trees, leaves and flowers were so beautiful and the view make me dance with full zeal. I was not afraid of anything and forgot everything that belonged to me. It began to ran and one of my bucket list desire was fulfilled i.e. to dance in rain. My movements began to be more powerful and speedy.
I even danced on a mountaintop, feeling the cool breeze against my skin. It was the best experience from all. The hard rocks were seeming very soft to my feet during the dance. It was like I was dancing on some foam.
As I continued to dance, I noticed that the people around me were also joining in. Strangers from different walks of life, each with their own unique style, came together to celebrate the joy of movement. There were ballet dancers, hip-hop dancers, and even traditional folk dancers, all united by the dance. As I danced, I felt a deep connection with those around me, as if they were all part of this.
When I woke up the next morning, I felt a new sense of purpose. I was known for my vibrant imagination. Every night, I would fall asleep, hoping to be transferred to a world where I could see what my heart wants, freely and gracefully. One of the night, as I closed my eyes, I found myself in a dream of me standing in a ballroom.
It was a beautiful experience, I know it was just a dream but sometimes dreams are better than any reality. I love to live in dreams. My every dream has a special space in my heart. Yes, I am an escapist.
Then I just pull out the diary from my drawer, as usual, and began to write my new dream on it. Before going out, I had to end my excitement right there in my room. Because you are escapist and this thing is not acceptable to the world. That's all.
Thank You!
Stay Tuned!
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