Dreams.
I have such vivid dreams. It literally takes me several hours to shake off the false images that attempted to grip into my soul as memories.
I had a dream last night about an old friend. Someone whom I owe much of my life, wisdom and love to. I haven't been able to hug this friend of mine for several years. How is that possible? The endless sea is our culprit. I cannot explain the feeling of relief that washed over me as soon as I saw him. He was walking towards me, as I was neck deep in murky water, apparently in some sort of personal turmoil. It felt like my first gasp for air; as if I've been holding my breath much longer than humanly possible. I can't remember much else of the dream, besides him supporting me in the crook of his shoulder as we walked out of the water together. I woke up with this vision so fresh in my mind. Having not been real, tears came instantly.
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