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I had this wonderful, vivid dream. It happened when I wasn't feeling well, oddly enough.

It all started out when I was in some strange place. I think David Hasselhoff was there, but I forgot what he did in the dream. Sorry, Hoff. I was wandering around and there was this strange place I wanted to go to, but Donny Osmond called me and told me my father was coming to pick me up. (I really don't get all these celebrity drops. This isn't like me at all.) I wandered off anyway. I went out this hidden door in the corner. Outside there was . . . I don't know how to describe it, an alcove? It was like a little area with three walls opening up to the outside. The ground was natural though. It was beautiful. There were like rocks forming a sort of peninsula and this flowing, sparkling, crystal water the reached around the building and made sort of moat with the depth of a puddle. But it was so beautiful though. It was like this extravagant, idealized imagery you'd see on some fantasy picture of the top of a waterfall.

However, outside, there was a large, white cat. It blocked off this path, and didn't want anyone going through. Somehow I had this knowledge that it killed anyone who tried and no one got past it. I went back inside, but then I had this bengal tiger with me, a tiger buddy. I'm pretty sure I was able to communicate with tiger buddy. It wanted me to go past the cat. It was nice, trying to help me. It sort of felt like tiger buddy was one of those overpowered helpers that align with the fish out of water good guy in a sci-fi/fantasy movie, like Yoda/Obi-wan or something. So we go outside and tiger buddy, who's bigger than the cat, gets it to back down, sort of scares it.

I step further outside, and the sight is just as beautiful. Like the rocks, there were these rolling, green hills, a sort of pure grass meadow. It was slowly escalating, under a dreamy sky. Atop the hills, there was a castle. The castle was breath-takingly intricate. It had so many keeps and doors. It just looked amazing. It was an architectural masterpiece, a work of art. The color was just sort of white, maybe golden or brown in some places, but something about it on those peaceful hills made it extraordinary. The whole picture in its entirety was so powerful. It almost makes me sad that I can only make something so beautiful in my dreams, but yet at the same time, it makes me so truly happy that I can make such wonders.

I never actually got to the castle. I was just so taken aback by the splendor of it all. I don't ever want to forget that picture, with tiger buddy by my side. I wish I could make it in photoshop or something. I just love dreams and the human mind so much right now.