The Color Of My Days

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I’ve been having the most vivid dreams lately. They change the color of my days. The line between what is real and what I would like to be real is becoming more and more negligible. It’s as if my dreams are a book that I am unable to put down, the story of which holds my imagination in between the closing and eventual reopening of the pages.