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Last night I dreamt that I was lost. I was in the woods somewhere and the sun was setting; the clouds were reflecting a vivid violet and pinkish blend. Silence took over the atmosphere.
The weird part is that I didn't feel frightened, confused, or alone. In fact, I don't remember feeling anything at all. I was just aimlessly navigating myself through these woods.
There were miles and miles of beautiful pine trees. Finally I stumbled upon a winding creek. I kneeled down to look closer at my reflection. The mirror image looked exactly like me, but for some peculiar reason I didn't recognize myself. My reflection looked back at me as if it wasn't my own. It seemed to glare at me-a judgmental stare. However, not even this could remove me from my calm and apathetic state. My disposition remained composed and I woke up.
Weird.