☾ between sleep and reality

i’ve always been drawn to dreams —

to the places that don’t fully exist,

and the feelings that don’t fully leave.

this blog is a collection of what i see,

what i feel,

and what keeps coming back.

some things here are dreams.

some things… i’m not sure.

stay for a while.

I wonder if you would like to tell me about your dream experiences .... for example: do you have sensory dreams? Maybe some dream caused you a strange feeling, or a forgotten memory? I'm very curious about your dream experiences

i knew i was dreaming.

the hairdryer wasn’t plugged in,

but it kept working anyway.

so i tried to change the dream.

the man disappeared.

but no matter how hard i searched,

i still couldn’t find you.

just doors.

hallways.

another maze.

and my voice echoing through it.

most of it is already gone.

all i remember is being close enough to feel you there.

your shoulder.

your voice.

the fabric of your shirt beneath my hand.

for a moment our faces were side by side.

close enough to become part of the same memory.

the rest disappeared when i woke up.

but somehow that part stayed.