Daily story, June 4, 2025

In my dreams I am a great hero. Everyone loves me, everyone wants me. In my dreams I can fly, and my leg never hurts, and there are sweet fruits like nothing in the waking world. Sometimes, best of all, I notice I am dreaming, and I can make the dream be whatever I want. In those dreams, I sit quietly in that old garden, and listen to the birds with you.