I was awakened by the sound of classical music from my clock radio. As I lay in bed half awake, my mind drifted between the sound of the piano and the tail end of my dream. In my dream, I was drawing something with orange-red and black ink, but the drawing gradually faded as the sound of the piano grew louder. It was one of those mornings where I wished I could stay in my dream a little longer.
I’ve read that our unconscious thoughts manifest in our dreams, so I often contemplate the meaning of my dreams after waking up. My mind is still in a state of half-consciousness and half-unconsciousness, and I feel like I am reaching for something that is out of reach.
I can't be sure what my dream was trying to tell me, but it has given me inspiration for my drawing today.