dream portal

Today I feel strange.

I had extremely vivid dreams last night. I was in my apartment, but it was different, of course, for being a dream. All the colors were so saturated and bright. 

Alex was there, but not there.

As in, there were traces of him, scattered around the dream space, but he himself wasn’t present. It was quiet and still, like a painting one could move through, if one could.

Edgar Ende- the Dark and the Light Angel [1946]