seashells and magic spells

I've started to think of snow and rain as illusions. Last night I had the most wonderful dream. I was in a deciduous forest in spring and all the leaves were bright green and so thick only rays of sunlight could get through. There were wood anemones everywhere. I was running up a hill to get closer to the treetops and the sun and I think I was crying because the forest was so pretty. Now I can't take any more grayness.