And there it was… her message. the meaning of it all… For how long she had searched, she never truly understood until that moment…
“Wake up!” The shout echoed through her mind.
The alarm clock buzzed.
She lay in bed.
Searching for her meaning.
On the ceiling
Journals Of Enreal 
i wish i could remember my dreams better and more detailed.
you have described it beautifully
thank you Dhyan 🙂
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sometimes they come back to me later….almost like a deja vu thing…
you described the ones lost…perfectly though..my ceiling has many hidden up there I am sure…smiles
smiles 🙂
“Searching for her meaning.
On the ceiling”
Can’t tell you how jealous I am of that incredibly creative thought.
We do search when we wake, don’t we?
Awesome.
~m
M! So nice to see you! thanks! be by to see you soon! can’t wait 🙂