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Curios Dream

I’ve never had a dream before where I was flying, at least not that I remember. I wrote a song in Arabic some days ago which is roughly translated to:

since childhood
wanted to escape
curios spirit
curios spirit

like a bird without wings
to fly atop the clouds
so I learned to swim
and climb the rocks

and my dream stayed true to the song. I lived on a little island, had no wings but could fly though not high enough to reach the clouds, not that I wanted to anyways. during the dream I kept flying just a bit above the water and constantly going in and out of it. by the end when I wanted to go back to my island I was so tired of flying that I had to climb my way back up from the water. and all of that with a curios spirit.