That time of night, when you fall back on the comfort of your loving bed, sometimes leisurely reflecting on the day, at others letting yourself be devoured by that ever so tempting bed in a relaxed trance; that is the time when the address of dreamland is run through my head.
The semi asleep state provides the perfect mode for me to think of all things which barely cross my mind throughout the day. A reel, where I am the protagonist in various situations, is played in my head, and from this set of scenes, I get the address of my dream for that night.
Enhancing this further is soft background music which slowly lulls me into this dreamland, further taking me to that night's dream...
Given I wrote this post during one such time, I must be Shakespearean tonite. So long folks, thou shalt hear from me tomorrow then!
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