All of the above (a verse for the dreamers, the foolish and the clumsy)

Sometimes I dream things I shouldn't
have really long flashbacks
that last for hours
in that time in the morning between asleep and awake.

I have crazy ideas
put them in motion,
or sometimes leave them alone,
when I realise that they really are just bonkers

I'm romantic,
a fool,
imagine all those hopeless scenarios
run after trains when my beloved is zooming away from me
so, so fast.
and hope one day someone will run after me.

I jump through hoops,
I make hoops for others
and if they can't make it through,
I give them a leg up.

I am not strong enough to use my lawn mower,
I am ridiculously scared of most living things
I like making friends
but I hate it when they go away.

A lot of things go away.

But sometimes they come back again.

And if they don't,
I throw my head back onto my pillow
and sleep;
dream exotic dreams...

Sometimes it's daleks
and karaoke
or a fungi funeral
but in my Alice and Wonderland world
it never seems to matter

that I don't look perfect in photos
or that sometimes I eat badly
or if my hair looks rubbish when I get up in the morning
and I can't make it look right
or if I walk halfway to work with my skirt tucked into my knickers
or that I do really bad animal impressions
or that I give people I've just met fashion advice
or that I make mistakes
or set my alarm on weekends
and find it difficult to multi-task...

Because I know that for every mistake,
stupid photo,
TMI tweet,
blabbery blog post,
social faux pas,
accidental flash of underwear,
and the rest,
there is a belly-aching laugh,
a smile,
a skip in my step,
a holiday from real,
a song I know all the words to,
a small kindness I can pay to others,
and a love that is requited.

Whenever that will be.
It will turn up.

And in the meantime,
I will know that it is okay to be,
to do,
to have,
all of the above.