In my dream:

I walked in my Pj’s, holding my teddy bear, along side my brother to the end of the road. It was a short way but for our little sweaty feet it very far. I don’t know where we were heading, probably to know where but we didn’t care anymore. I looked up ahead of me when I saw a friendly stranger pull over, lowers his window, smiles and motions for us to get in his car. We didn’t listen to our instincts because all we can think about at that moment was the unbearable heat and how thirty we were. He gave us ice cream cones, drove away and promised that everything will be ‘alright.’

[Song of the Day]

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