i dream of a small house with [[out of this world]] character.
i dream of wild colors, glasses that don't belong to me, random holes, and rad clothes.
i dream of reading. non stop reading.
i dream of losing myself in a claw foot bathtub while listening to music of another language.
i dream of loose fitting, airy dresses on a summer day.
i dream of candles, delicious food, and an outside table surround by family, friends, and great wine.
i dream of the look across the table where words are the last thing needed.
i dream of little diaper-less babies with dirty faces yearning to soak up each and every experience from, what's under the green grass to the first taste of cold watermelon.
i dream of dim lights in the dark sky.
i dream of green grass and an open field full of music and smiles.
i dream of the good. the good in people and the good in the world.
i dream of always remembering how it felt and always remembering how it feels.
i dream of long days with my feet in the sand and the smell of salt in the air.
i dream of the simple things that are rich in the soul.
i dream.
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