Dreaming is like nothing, dear stranger.
Dear stranger, let me explain what it is like to dream.
It is like floating and sinking in the middle of nothing and everything.
You encounter that familiar person you don’t remember from your childhood and your strange family members acting in reverse roles with reverse words.
It is like seeing huge mountains in front of you without knowing what a mountain is; confusing them with fountains.
Water flows upwards in slow motion and your memories are not your own.
You catch your reflection in a mirror which disappears when you look at it directly.
Dreaming is like nothing, dear stranger.