My childhood was permeated by dreams of nothingness--my mind often placed me on featureless landscapes with no end, where I could do nothing but observe the sky, which was often completely clear. I always found these dreams a little uncomfortable and, admittedly, unsatisfying. There were others, but these images stuck with me the most.
I find solitude in nature comforting these days, though the sunrise does not make me as happy as it once did. Maybe that will come to change.
1 year, 1 month ago
05 Mar 2018 21:45 CET
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