There is a sentence in Baby Annie's "Farewell to Vivian": "Dreams do not need words, they are gardens deep in the soul. So sometimes I feel that dreams are my reality, with waking feelings, free life, and exploration of the distance and the unknown. Nightmares are a reality, while waking up seems to be sleep, as if the night is my day and the day is my night. There is nothing new under the sun."
And when I record my dreams, it's like recording my second life.
Intention: dreamland