She hadn’t even realized that she had fallen asleep. Though in her dreams she could make everything the way she wanted, not limited to laws of reality and logic. There in her dreams she wouldn’t be so tired. Not physically tired, but the type that wasn’t remedied by sleep.
All she needed was a few moments. A bit of time. She would be okay. Her intent was to simply lay in the field of flowers and soak in the energy from the setting sun and the Earth, then get back up and tackle the task she had yet to do.
That’s what she intended. She hadn’t meant to fall asleep.
“Rest when you’re weary. Refresh and renew yourself, your body, your mind, your spirit. Then get back to work.“ Ralph Marston