In my dreams, there is almost the same square every time-and it is a real one- I go toward the sun, it's rising or setting. I can see the sky in orange and blue.
I go along the street toward my sun city.
I hop and jump. And between each jump I almost fly...
I wanna be in my dreams.
I'm sick of this reality.
p.s. It's a while I'm not having my dream...