Dreamers disease.

Dreams.
Dreams are well... our imagination at it's craziest. Good dreams, great dreams, or nightmares. We've all had them. It's crazy what our minds can come up with.
What I hate is when our minds play cruel tricks on us. They give us such an amazing dream, and in that dream, they give us exactly what we've always wanted. They're just so perfect. But, when you wake up, everything is gone. Sadly, back to normal, where you end up disappointed. It really sucks :/
I had one of those dreams last night. Like, wow. It was great. I was so happy. I had everything I wanted and nothing could change it. But, when I woke up, I was sad that it all went away. I laid in bed when I woke up, and just thought about it. I thought about how good things were. How happy I was. Not that I'm not happy with my life. But I was really happy in my dream. Everything was great (:
The best dreams are the ones that we always seem to wake up too early from. They're never finished. It's disappointing when the alarm wakes us up, and we're back to our normal lives, with a glimpse of something perfect.
Then there are those nightmares. The ones we wish we could wake up from. But for some reason, we just can't. We're stuck in them. They give us views at how bad things could be. How awful, how low, and just terrible our minds can be. It's terrifying sometimes. It's heartbreaking other times. Sometimes we don't know what it is, we just don't like it.
When our imaginations are at work, there's no telling what they will come up with.