A few mornings ago, I dreamt that I was at the beach at night and small lapping waves were coming
In the moonlight, I could see other illuminated figures...
The waters eventually rose to knee level, soaking
I dreamt later of visiting a hillside where there was a McDonald's fast food joint. The place was quaint and old, giving an air of an outlet rooted in the past, where everything had gone by it, evoking a sense of a faded photograph.
This morning, I dreamt of visiting a secret waterfall in a forgotten hill in Singapore.
This was a post that I had written in 2014 but had forgotten to post for some reason.