"We swam in the warm waters. He turned and saw me. I tried to hide, forgetting I was exposed in the clear blue surrounding me. He smiled. He smiled. He handed me a scrap book. Filled with colours and fabrics, the writings gave me comfort. I spent hours reading and re-reading his words. They told me I was forgiven. It was all okay.
Then I woke up. Yet another dream I wish I could linger in, just for a little longer, before reality kicks in."