last night: visiting a small town, standing at the top of a very steep hill. lush and green. the town in my dream having a particular name, a town i visited exactly once, on a music trip in university. near two borders. a red-haired acquaintance i used to go wilderness camping with was from there, too.
couldn't be it, of course. lush & green, where i'm from? nah. but i'm taking pictures. someone offers to help me, takes me back to his house. i meet his wife, have dinner. after, the three of us go to a community centre for coffee.
a very mundane dream, but very nice? i could never live in a small town. i could barely breathe the last time i lived in a small city. but it was good; there was a sense of peace throughout the entire dream. god, imagine if we lived in a green world full community and love. imagine.