I had a nice dream from my perspective. I was standing at an avenue lined with red maples and they were in dark red autumn color. It was supposedly early August so I wondered why the leaves had already turned red. Nonetheless I thought I must admire the falling red leaves as much as I can. Wind blew and I don’t remember ever feeling it in such a realistic way. It sent the leaves dancing through the air and I just stood there looking up into the blue sky. Everything was very vivid, the colors, the leaves and the wind. Very beautiful!

An old woman rushed across the empty street (there were no cars to be seen) to reach a bus stop and I felt I had to get on this bus as well. She looked at her phone to check when the bus would arrive, then relaxed saying it was still 14 minutes. I like my quiet drama-free dreams.