I drew my dream
I dreamed in general that I was drawing on my tablet. But, moreover, it was some other strange program, outside it was possible to draw but in three dimensions, that is, to stay right in the picture and fly there with the camera drawing the environment. I don't know how it worked, but it felt like by changing the pressure with the stylus, the program felt at what distance the stroke would be produced - a rather unusual feeling.
And I remember this angle from this dream. In my dreams, it is a common phenomenon to stay in some kind of spacious, dilapidated room to agarophobia or vice versa to kaluostrophobia, so here I was in some kind of spacious room. The lighting was very intense and flowed from darkness to light in very natural and temperature-appropriate colors. There was a lot of sawdust, fine dust on the floor, and most importantly there were cones, big cedar cones. About five meters from the bright window there was a bed in a slightly strange design. On the bed, the sheet was mangled and badly moved out of its correct position. And on the that bed, Polifem was lying and apparently sleeping.
I don't know why, but I really liked this scene and I remember it in pretty clear details. I even wonder if there is any way to explain this dream?