Last night, I dreamt of sunlight through peach trees and an empty expanse of road being baked beneath its glare. The clouds that cut across the light only made the contrast between light and brief moments of dimness seem greater. It was so vivid that it might have killed me if I had seen it in real life.
There was a grassy hill, and it was the clean and colorful type that you wouldn't mind lying down in without fearing what's in it. Psychedlic experience, really, because it was me and some others watching children play soccer as though we were the only people left on Earth.
There was no sound, only wind through leaves and more light. It's the best dream I've had in a while.
If this isn't an indication of relief, I don't know what is.
There was a grassy hill, and it was the clean and colorful type that you wouldn't mind lying down in without fearing what's in it. Psychedlic experience, really, because it was me and some others watching children play soccer as though we were the only people left on Earth.
There was no sound, only wind through leaves and more light. It's the best dream I've had in a while.
If this isn't an indication of relief, I don't know what is.
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