Last night, I dreamed that I was crossing a busy road at high speed. It was as if I was not among them, because I seemed to be flying. In order not to lose control, I even tied a piece of sand around my waist. It was ridiculous when I woke up and thought about it. Who doesn't have some little and wonderful fantasies lurking in his heart? Who hasn't had a bizarre experience in their dreams?
I always yearn for the distance and my dreams are elsewhere. Even though I felt uneasy in my arms, my running steps refused to stop.
I really hope that there really is an alien space in this world, then I will never be alone again, and it will know what I am thinking and missing. They are wandering around us, coming and going freely, but neither you nor I can see them. There is too much sun in the air, the lights at night are too bright, and even the moon is hiding, no one dares to show their true colors.
They all grew up without negotiation, and the past of their youth became fairy tales. It's just that I will still be traveling alone, more often, in further places; I will still be dreaming alone, falling in love and having adventures with the elves in the Fairyland Forest, and then toasting to drink together.
With everything that makes you want to do something, you will feel that you are not alone in this world.