Hello Hive friends, today I will share with you my latest dream, which was in colors, but I will interpret it in black and white. I had a strange dream last night. I was traveling, as I often am in dreams, into a country I didn’t recognize. It didn’t have a name, at least not one I remembered. The architecture felt old and uneven, like the buildings had stories they didn’t want to share. The air was warm but a little too still, and there was this odd golden haze over everything, like it was stuck between morning and dusk.