I’m falling behind on my dream logs. Last week a memorable dream was one where I was in another “amusement park”, insofar as that it was thrilling to be in but there was no real fear of danger. This particular one was a “galaxy” of small-scale planets and islands floating in the stars. The scope and scale of this universe was immense and belittling to be in. I could fly in whatever direction I chose, and one distinct memory of it was of flying forward off the top edge of an island cliff, and looking down into a sea of stars below the island that stretched on forever. I flew from planet to planet, searching for friends.
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