Walking in a dream / 2025

I found myself in a strange dream. The sun was shining brightly. There was so much light that it blinded my eyes.
Walking around the city with its streets and parks, it seemed to me that someone was watching me, but in fact I was watching everyone around me.

People, like shadows, flashed past, their faces were familiar, but each of them hid an invisible secret. I felt the vibration of life, the sounds of laughter and conversations that came from somewhere. The world seemed too perfect to be real.

At that moment, a strange feeling came over me: as if I were part of some kind of art, where every movement, every word and even every look had meaning. The sun reflected in the glass of buildings, creating bizarre patterns, and I involuntarily thought about those who, like me, were lost in this splendor. Suddenly, I was shown a familiar face: she was smiling, and in her eyes there was a light that penetrated deeper than just a reflection of the surrounding world.

I came closer, but as soon as I touched her hand, everything around me began to blur, and I felt myself waking up.