I dreamt about you again, but this time I could only hear your voice and not see your face. Everything else was blurry, and we talked about books and school, ironically, which was strange, yet it was one of the most peaceful dreams I've ever had. Your physique was the same as the first dream, and so was what you were wearing to some extent. It made me really happy because it’s clear you probably have a routine going on about what you wear. like me, and it looked simple and clean.