I have recurring dreams of hiking through redwood groves. Full color. Beautiful. Near indistinguishable from the real thing.
Another is down at the sea shore, and some big waves come barreling in. I turn to run and my feet get stuck in the sand. That dream is just a reminder to me, I...
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