[First-person POV]
I am an unemployed person looking for a job.
After moving into a new home, I began having one strange dream after another.
In my dreams, I was sometimes a fly, sometimes a stray dog, sometimes an eagle soaring through the sky...
Then the people and things from my dreams began appearing in reality, and I started to wonder... Were those really just dreams?
I don't know, but I enjoy these strange dreams... They are a diversion and a salvation from my dull, bewildering life...
Theme: Even a dull, monotonous life can give birth to flowers of the imagination.
Phew, it'll be good if the cat comes back
Huh? My wonderful discovery