When Gravel Meets the Sky

So, last night I had this wild dream about rain pouring down on a heap of gravel.
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The sound was oddly soothing, like nature's lullaby.
I could almost smell the fresh earth!
It gave me this surreal vibe—like everything was cleansing itself.
But then I thought...
why gravel?
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Maybe it's a metaphor for my life right now?
Just like that gravel pile, there’s so much chaos in my head that needs to be cleared out.
Anyone else have dreams with weird settings like this?
What's your dreamscape looked like lately?
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