Between dream and reality

This log has been lying here for many years and #LadozhskoeOzero has not yet taken it. Sleep, fiction, dreams and fantasies sometimes border on reality so tightly that you do not notice the border of transition at all. And so, at first you only see the picture from the side, and in a moment you become the main character of the events.

I can’t help but publish what I managed to write in one breath with only one addition to the conversation at the very beginning, since there was no introduction as such.

Instagram restrictions will not allow the full text to fit here, so the full version will be in the “Blog” section of the site.

Today was no different from the others and the moral fatigue after work in addition to the routine chores around the house broke you. Having reached the huge bed, you, like a starfish, fall on the bed, covered with soft silk linen, lay down cool, cooling your body hot from fatigue. Without noticing how, you fall asleep and fall deeply into sleep.

What do you dream about? The beach and strawberries? Golden sand and green-blue water. Warmth, a light wind, you walk slowly along the edge of the shore. You play with the sand and water with your feet, and your hand… Your hand holds his hand tightly. The other one follows the movements of the waves in the air. Your hair flutters in the warm wind, and the smile never leaves your face. He tells you funny stories and describes your appearance in great detail: your slightly funny shorts and bright swimsuit.

Not noticing the people around you, drowning in his every word, relaxed and as if in a dream. You don’t want the shore to end, you don’t want him to fall silent. But then you approach the bar on the beach and sit down at the counter, where there are already two glasses with beautifully decorated cocktails. He serves you one of them… bright colors… the smell of vanilla, pineapple and citrus. And on the umbrella there is a heart with your name written inside.

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