As I awaken gradually from my sleep, I distinctively remembered feeling happy. I must have had a good dream.
But as the realm of dreams ebbed away and the realities of life slowly seeping in, troubles and worries flooded away the happiness I felt.
Perhaps dreams are like sanctuaries, they shield you from the heat of realities when you are feeling down.
On a side note: snow has come to my blog, only if you are using IE, that is.
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