I love being in my dreamland.
Where everything around me is so enchanting.
And it seems like there is no past or future.
In my dreamland, everything seems so beautiful, it is almost perfect.
It is where the breeze peeks through my hair.
And then my hair gets in my face.
But I am okay with that.
It is where a soft wisp of wind brushes my face.
And the sun is setting in a way
That makes the clouds look brilliant purple and pink colors.
Then, after the sun sets, the luminous tranquil night comes.
There is a full moon out and I can see every star in the sky.
Whenever I go to this dreamland, its like I am lost in a trance.
And I never want to snap out of it.
My dreamland is a place where many people have been.
But they may not have been as touched as I am.
My dreamland is when the sun is setting.
And it is casting a magnificent shadow on the many clouds around it.
And it turns them a glowing purple and pink.
My dreamland is when it is a full moon.
And the stars are shining brighter than the sun.
My dreamland is on the beach, where the wind is hitting me so perfectly.
It feels like I am floating.
And I never want to come back down.
I can not wait to be back in my dreamland.
Hopefully, it will be soon.
Because I am getting dream sick.
