woods

I've always had this weird fascination with forests. They made me think of my favorite movie, Peter Pan. And I remember this dream once as a kid, where I was running through a forest of these red woods. There were dozens and dozens of flowers laying upon the forests floor. It looked like magic. I felt so free, so beautiful, I felt like it was my little dream world, where I could do anything and be anything.

 I spun with my arms stretched out wide catching the gold haze falling from the sky. Its light shot through the leaves and touched my skin. Its warmth settled within me. I begun to run as the flower petals flew into the air and trailing behind me, catching the tips of my hair. I was searching for something in my dream, I don't know what I was that I searching for, but I think it was someone? someone calling my name. But I couldn't find him. I remember this dream so clearly.