i was lying in a field of dead, grey sunflowers. he was the only color there and so bright. my eyes hurt, and i couldn't stand to look at him. he told me he was going to save me from the idea of myself.
i turned around, and the field was gone. there was nothing. nothing at all.
i smiled.
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''For the waking, there is one common world, but when asleep, each person turns away to a private one.'' -Plutarch
