Well that is exactly what happened to me last night. I dreamed of being back home with my sister and friends in the beach and the dream felt so real I woke up expecting to open my eyes in my family house with my sister just a step away. They say our dreams are our deepest thoughts & desires and if this is true then I’d better start searching for tickets to escape for a long weekend back home.
I blame it all to the lovely, sunny weather we have lately; my poor brain got totally confused and thought it was time to grab a basket of peaches, find a shadow in the beach and read a book while smelling the sea breeze. Five weeks to fly back home and as in today I started counting down. Come on May, roll on!
Do you have intense dreams at nights? What do you normally dream of?
Love,
Anastasia
