intranzzika

His eyes closed, the older man was in a world full of wonders. A world where... everyone loved him. Everyone cared for each other. Where there was no judging another person. Where there were sunflowers all around. Dreamland. His head facing the ceiling, he tossed and turned lightly, muttering a few words along the lines of 'Please be quiet' and 'I'm trying to sleep' as he heard some birds outside chirping. But that made his own life a little bit better. To know that this other world, this paradise, wasn't real. And so he wouldn't be disappointed when he opened his lavender-hued eyes and ran a hand through his own hair, now awake. ...