Trying to remember a dream
I can see the red and yellow dream.
Yellow flame and a red aura, not one not two , but a series of the colours merging and freeing themselves. Is it the colour of dawn , or is it the colour of dusk?
It is nice to listen to the whirring of the fans.I can’t hear anything else but the rush of the air that is cut with the blade of the fans.The sound is soothing as it always is ever since I was four years old.
I could remember the dreams from my last night.But when I try it fades and I am left with a crumb of nostalgia.I don’t know what to do with a crumb of nostalgia.I listen to the fan and then it is peace.