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I suddenly want to rest. To dream, to simply fly away and dream. Gentle dreams, being held in the arms of the gentle breeze outside, of the fairies of the skies, the embrace of mother earth in a field of flowers and low to mid grass, as the wind just blows them in a beautiful green wave which flows endlessly as far as the eye can see. Up a beautiful small hill, which seems to echo all the way to the mountains far away which goes so high as to have a beautiful white peak to it's tip.

During the spring or during the autumn. During the spring, near apple trees or cherry blossoms, and many various other beautiful flowers and trees, at their full bloom, and a day where it has been sunny and where the ground is dry and nice. Not too humid, but not too dry, with a good chilling temperature in which you'd need to take a light coat outside.

The wind blowing nicely, a good hair day for once, some warm but not enough to make you sweat clothings. During the noon, or the morning, or maybe during the sunset. One of the three, during the morning, with a nice cup of coffee or tea, on a very small patched area, or a picnic table outside with a small lunch, like a sandwich or two, no, a croissant, definitely a croissant.

During the noon, another cup of tea, or maybe a soft drink, one that isn't too strong, like an orange crush. A meat bun would be nice as well around that time.

At sunset, and at night, with the sky high, and the waxing or waning moon up high. The crescent moon, as if smiling lightly to the world below, shinning beautifully but not so high as to have one to raise one's head a near 90 degrees to view it. But before nighttime comes, to see a beautiful, gigantic rainbow that is the sky. When it falls down at the edge of the horizon, to see the beautiful purple and deep dark horizon, which slowly goes higher up to a strange pink, orange and yellow lighting, which seems to grow up high to a light green or blue which seems to fade away. If you haven't noticed, when the sun set, if you look from one side to another, the sky truly does look like a gigantic rainbow, just there.

Away from the city. Maybe a city in the view, far away, as it is just a beautiful adjusted adornment of lights from afar, as if a work of art to view. But not so far as to become just a large pile of light stacked together to make one horribly large flashlight. A small city, not to large, or perhaps just the view of part of a city, at the side afar or something.

Maybe a glass of red wine, or white wine. Something sweeter then bitter, with maybe a small parfait, a small transparent glass with some orange sherbet... The sound of birds singing lightly as the light falls away and at nighttime, the beautiful sound of the wind rustling by, without any strange sound. Perhaps a small companion, a small pet like a kitten purring and rubbing against your leg or against your arm as you rest your head on your fingers which seem to wrap around one another as your hands come over one another, with your elbow upon your knees or on a table...

Or perhaps at a small cafe... Just, somewhere to gently relax, to relax and to enjoy the world... Perhaps, something I wish far too often, is to not simply do these alone, but with someone. Someone I can open myself up to. Perhaps one of my best friends, or perhaps a lover, someone whom has captured my heart... The first I can do, the later though, I doubt it, but one can still hope, one can still dream.

Hmm... I really want to go rest, a gentle dream, a nice dream, on a beautiful horizon, with the smile of a goddess shining towards me, gently, lightly, modestly yet glamorously... Ah, well, I think I might just go right ahead and sleep. It's getting late and it's past midnight.