I had a dream.
It wasn't anything spectacular. I just stared at the sky. I could feel the wind rolling off my body as I laid on the ground. I felt the unfamiliar sensation of grass below me, like little malleable blades. I laid there, enjoying the feeling, not really thinking of much.
I stared at the sky. It was dark, with small specks of stars across the infinitely expanding sky. Small white lights that occasionally glittered and died. Hanging high above me, was the moon, glowing with a pearly white brilliance. I stared at the moon, and the face of the moon seemingly stared back. What a nice night.
It was quiet, and I could listen to my own breathing as I looked up at the ever so calming scenery.