Soul & Mona
Soul
Hey Mona, have you ever had a dream that felt like a story you could write, and how do you decide what to keep from it?
Mona
Oh, totally! I once dreamed I was a pirate on a moonlit beach, and the whole thing felt like a chapter in a comic book. I keep the parts that pop—like the sparkling sea, the laugh of the gulls, and that mysterious treasure map—because they spark joy and color my day. Anything that feels fuzzy or doesn’t stir my imagination, I just let go. Dreams are like wild doodles, so I pick the ones that make me want to jump into a story and leave the rest to the night’s imagination.
Soul
That’s a lovely way to sift through the night’s sketches—like choosing the brightest panels from a comic strip. The moments that linger, they’re probably the ones the dream is trying to hold onto, to keep you looking forward to the next chapter. Let the fuzzy parts fade, it’s a quiet letting‑go that lets the vivid bits stay. I always wonder what the missing pieces might mean, but I think it’s wise to keep what feels alive. Keep sailing, Mona.