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I had the strangest dream. Out in the forest, much like just off the path leading to the lake of my childhood. Ran with some raccoons a bit, and not running like this, but the way running FEELS, the sounds were all the way they should be, and it felt restful, somehow. No shortness of breath, no chill from the earth. Night time, but it wasn't dark; somehow the light from Mother Moon was enough. Everything went in a purple-pinkish tone, though, but it wasn't strange.



I reached the house buried in the ground, again, and there they were outside, near the lake.



And it is so strange how some things just feel like memories rather than dreams.