Dreamt I was visiting Steve and Anon, who are no longer even a couple in real life. They lived in a pretty place, a place where I actually stopped in my tracks to try to commit to memory just how pretty it was, cinematic even.
They walked me to a hillside that was gorgeous and I got in a small globe that ran quickly and roller coaster like along a flimsy wooden track. I enjoyed it with the knowledge that there was a back up cable to keep me safe if the track failed. Wanted to share with my daughter. Wanted to live in the pretty place and never leave