I remember so little of the details now in waking. Once a world so detailed and immersive I truly believed it was reality, now minutes after waking the details fly from me.
Flying… there was a man catching butterflys in a net, at least attempting to. I tried the same from the sunroof and eventually got out of the car to try. All i caught was a large dry leaf. I told him I knew of a place with the most amazing butterflys. Perhaps I did. I would love to have some of those ‘butterfly moments’ now.
I feel I can’t say enough about the girl with the Huge green eyes and bamboo tattoos. She stuck out most in my mind, and I went to seek her out quite often. I can’t remember anything she said, but it was calming and inspiring. This felling of loss I feel each morning as I rise from dreams makes me realize I am not living the life that is meant for me. I must seek it soon.
