Dreams

If I had an empty room to myself these are the things I’d fill it up with: a weights rack with weights, a bench (with bench press), a mat (for workouts and sleep), my bolster, books, books and books, a desk for me to do my work on, one of those wheely, spinny computer chairs, boxes filled with memories (notebooks, diaries, notes, letters, photographs, drawings, things), a prayer mat, the quran, a cupboard of clothes (that somehow magically stay neatly folded themselves and organised for easy outfit coordination and suiting up) and bean bags.

I’d have a whole wall for my bookshelf, a wall that’s a mirror and a wall that’s completely a glass window with wooden blinds that I’d leave open unless I was sleeping.

Since I’m dreaming, the view that my window faces would be towards the east during the sunrise and the west during the sunset. That would probably make figuring out the kiblat kind of confusing at times but I think I’d cope.

I’d put a guitar in there as well if I ever do actually get around to learning to play. And soundproof the room. Oh yeah.

My desk would be a mess with whatever I’m reading and working on. I’ll have a corkboard with to-do post its and important things/dates to remember. I’d probably still forget them anyway.

I’d then marry the girl of my dreams and although I’d still have that room for my alone time (because everyone needs their alone time) I’d spend the rest of my time and my life with her. She’d be beautiful (inside and outside) and smart and funny and I would love her. And she would love me in return, not for who she wanted me to be but for who I was and, just as importantly, who I was not. She loved God even more than she loved me though, and I would love her even more for that.

We would argue all the time, we’d have debates and sometimes she would win and sometimes I’d win (she’d insist she let me though) but we would never go to sleep angry at each other.

We’d have a house but the world would be our home and we’d travel around all the time with our families and parents (if they wanted to).

We’d have super cute kids. We would raise them up to be as awesome as us.

We would save the world for them. They deserve better.