An expanse of green fields with short grass and fine, smooth and soft under my bare feet;
a white sandy, primitive, alien , interrupted only from light heavy sea;
a landscape that I could not breathe despite the strong wind that ruffles your hair, you see the end of it all from up here, behind the last wall of rock climbing that separates us from God;
a soft couch, a warm room, friendly, it seems mine, a dwarf hedgehog passed me running, I can not see his face as he walks away, only its tiny red shoes
a big bed, beside a window, you hear the sound of rain outside and first penetrate the hazy light of dawn from the shutter while it obscures my view ...
If the inspector asks me the ticket of a sudden stop on my journey half-asleep, I'm still a bit 'confused and immediately try to remember the dream, but those places so distant in time and space have one thing in common. You beside me, only, only ...
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