Please stand by.

I am making an attempt to restore Love & Projection to its former righteous self. I was glancing through my Tumblr (which has also been quite dusty), and came across a dream I had written about 6 months ago. Although it was so long ago, I could still envision every color, every movement that had spiraled through my mind before waking up. 6-months old, and I'm reposting it here. It should have never belonged on my Tumblr anyway:

It was simply in reach as any other car door; jumping twenty-five feet up in the air, only to fail grasping the handle. I began to slowly fall as my moment of panic quickly shot through. The side of my head contacting concrete, and my eyes watching the streams of crimson flow away from me. My world shuttered into darkness.

With eyes open, I am sheltered by the morning lights.