Beginning Dreams

This is my introduction. Let's start at the beginning.

 Before I had a grasp of reality I was a little girl. She remembers vividly the great white shark swimming towards her from behind the couch. At the end of the dark hallway was spider man, just in his crouch stance on top of the washer. Nap time was transported to the moon, little mounds of sleeping aliens surrounding her. Was any of it real; no of course not. This is my childhood, my memories and my dreams.

 This collection of dreams will be a catalog of every dream I remember to it's fullest from the beginning and every dream in the future. It's time to stop ignoring the art my mind as created.