That's it. So where is it?

I'm going to fly to an ocher field, OK? I'm not at ease, I need to go there.. I'll sit down and see the ground in front of me.. I'll be able to feel it with all my parts of my soul.. I'll start sculpting it into a castle with the patterns I have. I'm sitting and sculpting, I want to hide But I'm being hugged. At this very moment, my thoughts are hugging me. They hug with the warmest and most tender... fluffy hug. Lots. Suddenly, there were a lot of these hugging touches. It's easy. And it felt easy for me. I looked at these wings hugging me through the yellow window of my castle under construction and thanked me for the warmth they gave me with every touch.

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