a dream
i had the most beautiful dream last night. i dreamt that me and two of my friends were climbing a mountian at night. some guy...seemed like matt, and this girl, i dunno who, but we were good friends. she had dark short hair. it was a strange mountain though, not like the woods around here. it was almost like a minigolf course but without the turf but with tall trees and it was definately a mountain. It was the kind of setting i think i would see faeries settling into their nooks and crannies in the centers of brightly colored flowers to nap away the comming daylight after a night of celebration. the path was this thatched stone. we were kind of in a hurry but not enough to kill our good mood. we joked and laughed and horsed around a little as we hurried up this strange slope. there was a weird light on the ground as if we were under lighting of some kind with darkness in the sky. i realized while we climbed that we were hurrying to the top to see the sunrise. we got there and there was an old set of twisting wooden stairs standing, not leading anywere, just there. we climbed up and sat on the grand staircase and sat to look at the horizon. i looked at the face of the girl but at the same time i was still watching the dark cool horizon. i looked at her eyes and she looked at mine, she had beatiful dark eyes. the sun rose slowly above the distant hills as the dark haired girl smiled at me. they were the same, the sunrise and the smile. her face brightened and the horizon and woodland turned from cool blues and greens to warm orange and brilliant red. i slid from this dream into consciousness like a duck landing on water fresh from flight. god i felt good when i woke up.