Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.
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Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:
okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate
stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time
i have read not even 1 book
idk
its performative
not so on: yvf(wthw)
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
much more tactility
yeah
magnetisation/form
hiding from the rain
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.