Before I went to bed last night, I stood outside and looked at the moon – big and bright, vibrating in its near-completion to fullness. I dreamed I was at a birthday party with friends, for someone I’ve known a long time. My friend who was hosting the party gave me two huge balloons, and I went out on the balcony alone to release them. It was night time, and the sky was a rich, deep navy blue, dotted with stars. The air felt alive and activated, and I could see the colorful tops of houses below. It was quiet, just me and the night sky, and I released the balloons one at a time, watching them float slowly away, into the beyond.
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