The Japanese author Banana Yoshimoto often says she’d spend her whole life dreaming if she could. Food and dreams, the two purest forms of inspiration.
It’s been months since my last dream, at least that I remember. Growing up I always heard that we dream every night. Most of the dreams are just immediately forgotten. Your mind’s rough drafts that end up in the wastebasket.
Maybe I don’t have much of an imagination. Or maybe I’m protecting myself.