I had a dream I was dead.
They didn't let me keep the dreams, but I remember that they were good. I felt like I was finally in a space where I belonged with people I can't remember...
I had a dream all of this was over and I wasn't so angry and frustrated anymore.
I had a dream that there were no more expectations. I remember there was a girl with curly blonde hair, but I don't remember what she was saying to me.
It was a heavy sleep, like that out of a blessing. And in my dream, I could finally breathe.