Welcome To Mary Beth's Fantasy
Imagine waking slowly from a most wondrous dream. You were a girl in that dream. You knew that even before you could see yourself or what you were wearing. Yet between that dream and wake comes awareness that you were not really a girl. You were simply a boy dressing, and pretending to be a girl.
You frown first, then smile. You smile because it was just a dream. A wondrous dream. It was so wonderful because you could be that girl. Dreams work that way because in dreams all that we impose on ourselves, while awake, can be set aside ... is set aside. That's the nature of dreams.
I dream such things here so I call this place Mary Beth's Fantasy. It's all about a boy (me) that, for most of his life, has dared to sit aside all of those silly rules, and dream such dreams. If you share such things, then please join me. If not, I'll understand and bid you good-bye. So the question I put to you now is do you wake fully, or close your eyes and go back to that dream?
You frown first, then smile. You smile because it was just a dream. A wondrous dream. It was so wonderful because you could be that girl. Dreams work that way because in dreams all that we impose on ourselves, while awake, can be set aside ... is set aside. That's the nature of dreams.
I dream such things here so I call this place Mary Beth's Fantasy. It's all about a boy (me) that, for most of his life, has dared to sit aside all of those silly rules, and dream such dreams. If you share such things, then please join me. If not, I'll understand and bid you good-bye. So the question I put to you now is do you wake fully, or close your eyes and go back to that dream?