Once, I had a dream. Lucid as was the first dream of Aurelius. Smooth, timid waves touched a beach front gently...as to say hello, good evening. I saw in the horizon some shape I could not recognize. A distant entity foreign yet familiar like those so common in our mind, some idea that I shaped some time ago. It was you, p00p....it was you. I embraced it like a friend I havenβt seen in some time. Time was in itself some memory we dreamt as teenagers, as if we had some grasp of what was going on. We didnβt...did we? It was a painting, some render of our thoughts we threw together like two lost artists on a journey overseas. And what did we see....I saw me, Cuddlep00p. I saw me. What did you see?