Happy Memory

Date: 7/7/2018

This dream felt exactly like a memory rsther than the usual real life feeling. I was in his house, washing the dishes. He said he wanted to go to the park so we walked to the park, it looked like the one in roosevelt. It was golden hour, everything very hazy, from the gray buildings in front of us to the colorful playground and small wooden chips on the floor. We swung on the swings until I woke up.