This was created to catalog/publish my dreams, right? Let’s get back to that now. I dream every single night. At different parts in my life, remembering what’s happened in specific detail is a little hard. I train myself to be conscious of these dreams as soon as I wake up and force myself to revisit them as soon as possible, remembering the oddest details. Because really, they’re all freakin’ weird.
Visiting the botanic gardens (which one? who knows!?), I was drawn to the orchid display. An orchid of deep orange with hints of a rich purple drew me in. I tried desperately to capture a photo from a distance with little success. As I moved my vantage, a force pulled me in until I was surrounded—completely engulfed in the flower.
Velvet petals. Life is wonderful.