The happy place

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I had a dream: there were colours around me, like in a cartoon but it was real, but it was in the dream, there were sharp colours with green grass blades on a turquoise blue sky and I was walking in the high grass or rather it was just a backdrop. With me I had a yellow snail. The type of snails which are lovely with the small houses on their backs. He was keeping up with me, and he was very fat and somehow I knew we were friends.

Then suddenly he was gone.

Maybe he couldn’t keep up.

I believe dreams are rich in symbolism and they interest me a great deal as they may lend a glimpse to our inner workings of our souls.

This dream for example is a reminder to seize the day or maybe not to take for granted all that I have and the people around me and so forth, because time will erase everything and there is no extra need to race to the grave.

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Furthermore:

Since the smell I felt of smoked meat the other day, I’ve had a phantom resonance of it lingering somewhere in the sinuses like an echo, but I haven’t sensed any other smell since then.

Tomorrow I will go fishing