Just last night, I saw this picture while browsing
And I haven't been able to get it out of my mind
I had a dream last night that I was in my childhood bed room, digging through my dresser. I reached behind the open drawer and found a stack of Pull Ups just like these. It was amazing how real and life like the dream felt, they looked exactly like this, and felt like they were right there in my hand.
Sadly, as is the nature of my dreams, it ended before I could wear them. But the dream lingered on all day.
Normally, I tend to speak on the more sexual side that this sort of thing plays in my life, and that was most certainly present. But there was something more there. More than that feeling, which has reached through my life and defined me. More than the comfort of wanting to return to that time, more than the simple desire to just feel how warm and soft they would feel on me.
There was something so intensely powerful about that dream, as if nostalgia could be intensified, that it stays with me.
I think that this sort of thing we share can be a curse, but in many ways it is most certainly a blessing. Sometimes I believe I am more in tune with my memories, nostalgia, and something that I can't even put words to. Whatever this greater feeling is that has lingered beyond sleep. To where the past and the present could coexist as one.
I hope I have another dream like that one soon.
I absolutely love Pull Ups Training Pants.