Dream realm

Even the smallest things hold magic.

If you’re walking your own soul path and wondering if you’re behind … you’re absolutely not.

You came from somewhere older than this. You are not meant to forget.

Soft sand beneath my feet, waves whispering like old friends. I went looking for seashells but found something else instead.

I waited in line for two whole hours. But it was fine because I was this close to the register!

You couldn’t read their emotions or see their eyes, but I knew they were here for me.

Just as she softened into that stillness, a shadow approached.

I felt surrounded. Like the only one left who was still clear in a room drowning in its own illusions.

I’ve NEVER dreamt of a prison before. But last night, I found myself waiting in the expanded lobby of one.

I watched her unravel, afraid that without all the bells and whistles, she would be exposed.