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Last night, i had a dream that i can’t quite recall. I was escaping something with a couple people, people i knew. Escaping police? Or zombies, a flood or a disease? I don’t know. Other people were escaping too, and as time went on, more and more people joined me. We had to run off a waterfall, and landed in a small lake at the bottom. There, we rejoiced in safety. I remember plunging down as i dropped into the water, swimming up and being surrounded by everyone— every person with their own hair color and personality. It felt so good to be surrounded by friends, by people. 12 or so? 12 or 20 people swam in that lake with me right there; everyone taking a moment to celebrate their win and the freeing feeling of the water. They smiled as the looked amongst eachother, and i felt so warm knowing that these were my people. If i had wrote down the dream the moment i woke, i’m sure i could have told you about each and every one of them, or the time we ran in the river or searched the factory. But now, i only have vauge imagery memories of it in my mind. I remember the feeling though, i never forget the feeling of my dreams.