Too bad I had to wake up so suddenly that everything was jerked out of system, but I remember a little bit of my last dream.
Me, my mom, and one of my brothers are on a trip somewhere. Its kinda like a vacation except the rest of the family isn't there. I just rember seeinfgsome of the most beautiful imagery on the way there: Trees with bright, bold illuminating colors and glowing with incredible beauty (it was nightime). Now that I think about it, it wasn't a vacation so much as a journey. After a while of driving, or what i think was driving because we were moving quickly, we are in the middle of a large field of what seems to be corn stalks, but there is no corn. (I maybe should mention that there is no sign of car or anything at this point). So, for some reason it is dusk and the sun is setting though it was night not moments before. As the sun sets, all the sudden we can see that there are large blue flowers growing on the stalks. They are luminous with a glow, blue, and incredibly beautiful. We start to run excitedly through the field, until we find a many people doing the same thing. Everyone starts walking as if they are all headed to something. Soon I can see the sun rising and everyone's destination: a large hill. As we hike up the hill my mom converses with the people around, most of them look like tourists. We get to what looks like a historical monument and a town at the top of the hill, and this tour guide guy apppears and starts talking about the buildings history. Apparently someone was buried in the house, and thats when i looked over and saw a large church and tombstones sillouetted against the sun.
However morbid the last part of the dream was, there was no sadness at all in my dream. The cemetary at the end wasn't a creepy cemetary, but a place being sillouetted by the sun, on the horizon. I don't know what to make of it though.
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