Sleep is never simple. There are always visions, dancing just on the edge of our reality leading me to wonder, are we the dream, or is life the dream?
I see a single star. It brightens and explodes before me. Swirling gasses revealing a million pin pricks of light which illuminate a green valley and pink hills in the distance.
Why are they pink I wonder? But of course, its a dream. Things are never the right colors in dreams are they?
Its so empty. Peaceful but lonely. I wonder what is beyond those hills, but I have no willpower here. No reason to go on and see what is there.
I wait and I watch...
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