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Fell a sleep on the couch.

 

Suddenly she found herself surfing on the waves where every little matter so flawless around her. Where the ocean never seems to have an ending. The air so pure one could choose to breathe in for an eternity. Woke up and felt the winter cold take her back to consciousness. But she had felt it, if only for a fraction of a second – the warmth, which would help her through months of waiting. She remains standing on the floor. In her thoughts she feels the sand between her toes. So soft it almost makes her escape from reality – once again.