June 2, 1956

I dreamed I was drifting in time and space, my hair flowing, streaming everywhere, connecting me to everything that came before me —events, people, and places. I saw myself connected to the future, to all those yet to be, and to what might be. I was everything and everything was me. I felt a sense of peace that I had never experienced. When I woke, I saw that it was so.

anonymous