One of the memories was that I was in a small doll factory that had recently been shut down, but all of the machines were still working, and the dolls were still being made

The place had these pretty light yellow walls with small daisy patterns all over them, and it smelled like rain and fresh fabric It was cool, not too cold though, and the air seemed to sparkle

It also had all of the fabrics spread out in the making of another doll, and when i walked over there, it smelled like fresh fabric and paint

And there was this little doll

God, it was the prettiest little thing I have ever seen

It had a long yellow silk dress, with lace around the bottom rim and the edge of the sleeves, and silky white skin, and these beautiful blue button eyes The hair was soft and fluffy, and the little smile was sewn on perfectly

Next to it was a note that read, "For a dear friend"

God, I want to re-dream that dream

This is like, the first nostalgia I'm okay with

I srsly spent 9 minutes describing a dream💀