Last night I dreamed of a woman dressed in a vintage white dress, holding a stick on which was hanging a rope. On the rope were standing some little people, a kind of dwarfs. The rope seemed to be very strange as would have been hanging to the other end on a invisible stick, defying the laws of gravity. In the back was a green landscape.
I was looking at her and I was wondering how the dwarfs do not fall on the rope.
Azi noapte am visat o femeie imbracata in rochie de epoca alba, care tinea un bat pe care atarna o sfoara. Pe sfoara se aflau niste oameni mici, un fel de pitici. Sfoara arata foarte ciudat ca si cum ar mai fi fost agatata de un bat invizibil la celalat capat sfidand legea gravitatiei. In spate era un peisaj inverzit.
Eu priveam si ma intrebam cum de nu cad piticii de pe sfoara.