Soft Human

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last spring, I dreamt that I was at a summer solstice party at my parentsÕ house. I was surrounded by friends that I didnÕt recognize, but in the moment I knew them. there was a ma n, but I didnÕt see his face (I never see his face). he had a lot of rips in his jeans and wherever his skin would show, flowers were there instead. bright ones. we were moving around a lot, in sync with each other. at one point we were all lying on the ground and it looked like we were in a giant bubble. like the whole earth was. when IÕd move my head, IÕd see the bubble react to the sun and rainbows would wiggle across the sky. I think I was in love with this man. I walked over to my mom, smiling, and she said, "oh, donÕt be such a soft human." Show more