Last night I dreamed of an amusement park with animals. There was a path that went along the manmade canal but people weren’t taking it because the fish weren’t there yet. Some father-figure type person told me that if I followed that path at dusk to the ocean, I could see a lightning show over the water. And I cried at the thought of it because I knew it would be beautiful and it was all I ever wanted to see.
Then I moved to Europe for a writing retreat but I didn’t speak the language and couldn’t reach my mom on the phone to translate for me.