Dream 7/24/2014

In high school again. The last few days have been like this. But waking up, the details are nondescript.

I was running through the halls, arms outstretched, friends in tow, laughing wildly, mouth open wide enough to catch flies. I was wearing spaghetti straps and short shorts – articles of clothing never allowed in school. I was free and didn’t give a shit about their rules. I remember only a moment from this dream, but that small moment already speaks volumes to me.


About Jessica Lee

Jessica is a twenty-something poet who performs most of her work on stage in Spoken Word. She has found writing therapeutic since she was child, and has pursued it ceaselessly. She enjoys writing even the most fleeting thoughts and dreams as SensicalRavings. Between long retail shifts, she enjoys writing observational pieces (always with a slant) of locally relevant subjects as ALLGainesville. If you appreciate inspiring, coming-of-age suppositions, become a follower. Though it's not always roses, it's raw!

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