I stirred at the sound of waves lapping at the sea shore.

My windows are so close to the water I almost feel the wet on my skin.

The breeze was heavenly, really didn’t want to get out of bed.

Not just yet anyway.

I opened my eyes, my alarm had gone off. Who sets alarm on a vacation?

Ugh!

Peach walls “Why am I seeing peach walls?” And the air was nice and crisp alright but certainly not from the sea breeze.

Air conditioning.

Ooooohhhhh! I groaned, pulling the duvet over my head.
The lapping waves, water droplets, windows open to the elements were all in my dreams.
Well, might as well get up and find a way to make this dream come happen.

Abi?
Else it becomes mere torture.

Something’s gotta give.
What are you seizing from the intangible of your mind to make concrete in reality this week?

If you don’t work on your dreams, trust me, they’ll come back to haunt you!

Your Soulsister,
Wuraola

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