tonight i was skiing in Krynica with Mike. and after that we were in a house of the family i'd befriended in one of previous dreams. each of us had own bedroom and we could see the slope through the window. it looked as if we were staying on top of the "gondola station"which seemed very strange. Mike invited me to his room to watch a film. but instead of watching the film, we started to talk and had a very pleasant conversation. then some kids (two girls reminding Little My from The Moomins that i'd watched before sleep...) interrupted us. we lost the thread and said nothing more. but somehow the silence felt beautiful.
in the morning i saw a boy whose eyes were almost the same as Mike's.
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