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Just A Dream

I rarely remember dreams, I can only feel what they leave me with, the sensations that stick in my brain when I wake up. Sometimes it feels sweet, sometimes it feels bitter but I usually struggle to remember exactly what the dream was about. Maybe a quick image might appear in my head while I'm trying to reconstruct the reason why I wake up and feel happy, nostalgic, crossed. However I cannot exactly remember the whole "plot".

Surprisingly though, that does not make me feel frustrated. If anything, I am generally ok with that. The impossibility of remembering preserves me from longing more or pretending to ignore the lack of something or even worse (or better, maybe) someone.

I already have too many desires and too many memories that I constantly have to juggle. Today it was different thought. I woke up with a vivid memory of the dream I had. I must admit, it was beautiful, heart-warming, hopeful and also a tiny little bit nostalgic, which I did not mind. It put a smile on my face and made me say something I often say 'Life's alright'. The dream was about a text, a mobile text, few words, it wasn't even in one particular language, it was a mix of three or four languages, which is weird because I can speak only two, although I was still able to recognise the other two and clearly understand them, it was a dream after all.



Anyway, the most important thing was the meaning of that 'Babylonic' mix of words. Reassurance was what I felt. The text was sent by a woman, I guess she was my partner, my soulmate or as some people sweetly say "my better half". She was this very personal archetypical female being that in that dream I was madly in love with. I swear to god, I remember I loved her with all my heart and soul, in that dream, my dream the thought of losing her was unbearable. The thought of not being able to see her again was like a bullet right in the middle of my heart. Pure love, nothing but love, that was what I felt in that dream. My dream. The text said 'As soon as I get back home I will cover your face in kisses'. Home, love, kisses, Her. That was my dream.


Paolo