I had a dream that we were in Ireland. Our house was just across the border and we drove an hour there and would lay on the hills and watch the sky, a real night sky with stars and everything. We lifted our hands and traced patterns in the sky until they got tired then we held each others. Other people were spread out there too. I wanted to call me mum and tell her we'd be back in just a bit but she wouldn't understand. aha, no she wouldn't.
but you do. right?
