Bed of Moss

I had a dream Wednesday night. I was in a great green forest. Somehow I was lost, but not afraid. I was tired, so I lay down upon a high stump and pulled the moss up over myself like a soft green blanket.
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Then suddenly there was a snoring bear next to me. Hmmmmm…I nudged the bear, and snuggled the moss closer beneath my chin. Funny thing, it was so soft, fragrant and warm. I could even feel the little sticks moss often has within itself. I was so comfortable. It was a rather magical dream.
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If only life could really include moss blankets in the middle of the forest.