When I closed my eyes there was a white light showing me the way.

I followed it through beaches and forests, seaside villages and wooden houses, the purity of the cold with the heat of the wind. Through ancient alleyways and terraces overlooking the future, to a courtyard of a timeless residence. But everywhere.
There was a very tall tree right in the middle, rising above the roof and on the other side of the glass.


I climbed it to the top

When I woke up the sun was shining

and I recognised the house and the veranda where I was chasing my dog.
I stroked the stone full of colours and veins, the chairs, the plants and the tables, all so familiar.

I picked up the phone and called my dad.
"Dad do you remember the garden where you taught me to climb trees?".

When I woke up the sun was shining
"Well I would never

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