16th July

I had a dream.

In front of me, was the shimmering sun, half-submerged into the horizon. I looked to my side, my parents were there, and they seemed to be towering over me. They were there, and they were talking to each other, smiling, laughing, having a good time. I was in the middle of them, holding their hands and walking. It was as if I was a child again, a young child where my parents would be afraid if I got lost. It felt nice, the soft orange sunlight from the sunset cast over my family. That was how it was supposed to be, one happy family, together for the rest of their lives. My mother was to my left, my father was to my right.

They had such happy faces as they spoke, as they laughed. I looked up at them, looking at their expressions. It was calming, my parents were protecting me, it was very calming.