The Greenhouse

I was back in the greenhouse, and there were more flowers and plants everywhere. There was a new sweet smell coming from the other end of the hallway. I followed the scent to a room filled with all types of flowers. I picked one and had a flash of a memory. I was running from a group of villagers. I have to assume that I am a small person or child in this memory.

I could hear birds singing, but I couldn’t see any of them. If this house had windows, I would find the source of the songs. Then the sound of a piano crashing made me jump up. I carefully opened the door where the sound came from. I thought I would have a pile of piano, but nothing was there besides plants. The door slammed behind me, and more instruments crashed on the other side.

I turned my head to see an open window. Outside was an endless ocean, like a world filled to the brim with water. I looked into the deep water, and I barely made out the tops of smaller buildings. An uplifting tone was audible throughout the whole room. I want to search for the maker or device that was playing, but my gut said to sit and listen. So I sat down and closed my eyes to meditate in the moment.

I opened my eyes to find myself on a boat in the middle of the endless ocean. Nothing of hundreds of miles, I was filled with horror at that moment. Thankfully, I blinked, and I was back in my true reality in the real world.