There is a specific forest and lake on a hillside that I only have been to in dreams. Last night I was there again. I dream of this place at least once a year, for many years now. Under this new moon I found myself there again.
This time I was with two friends. There were fish in the lake and I was swimming. My friends were not as enthusiastic about nature as I was so they stood at the shore. They wanted to go back to the city I had just escaped from, so I swam around and gazed at the tall green trees while I still could.
Feel free to analyze my dream.
1:38 p.m. - 2018-03-17