Dreaming Quote by Kelsey Ipsen
““It was slow at first, dead things slowly mouldering away. The flies in the corners, the dried flowers in their clay pots. The stuffed bird Alfie bought, only because he was both fascinated and disgusted by it in equal measures, was molting on it's perch. It's feathers falling like leaves then laying, parched and cracking dry. The sea shells I kept on my windowsill turned slowly back into sand and the wind filtering through the curtains blew the pieces into the creases of my bedsheets. When I pulled them over my head at night they felt like waves crashing against my ears. It made my thoughts sodden and heavy like impalpable clay, they dredged through my mind like half-forgotten things. Wave: a face, a feeling, the ghost of a name balancing on my teeth and ready to- crash: and now gone, like a dream I once tried to remember though it was already evaporating quick from my morning-shaking fingers. I started dreaming of crumbling sandcastles and the ocean lapping at my feet. I woke in waves and lay, rocking, until I got up to place my feet in the quiet carpet and watch through my down-turned, dream-filled lashes, as it exhaled dust at every step.””
About This Quote
Source Poem: Untitled, personal writing, 2022
The passage portrays decay and memory, using natural imagery to convey emotional erosion and fleeting thoughts.
In simple terms: Decay mirrors fading memories.
Acknowledge impermanence.
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Type
When to use this quote
- writing
- therapy
- artistic expression
Key Concepts
Questions to Reflect On
- What does the sea symbolize for you?
- How do you process lingering thoughts?
Personal reflection may overlook broader context.