Friday, September 18, 2015

Bits - the key


Remember only bits of this one > open field half (grass) green.. and half ground. A voice was telling me to pay attention > then in the air appeared a text, a message written with capital letters. I did read it. I just don´t remember now.. what it was. I have that sensation when you feel that you miss an important hint. 

The dream cut to my apartment building where I found the key of my mailbox, a key that in real life I know it was changed. I opened the postbox ... didn't look inside. And I woke up.

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