Last night my dream was so green. A stone garden terrace at dusk. Him up there, on the phone, while I strolled along the grass below, enjoying the cool evening air.

A building appeared, smooth, austere... and looking inside, I saw a friend there, who waved me in, but I shook my head, no. I wasn't ready yet, and here's the strange thing... I turned and stood on a field, beside a large empty board, I felt I had to move.

I pushed it and saw where the shadow fell, but I wasn't satisfied, and I continued to push and measure the length of the shadows as my arms grew tired and the sun left the sky.

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