A recurring dream of mine: New York City became flooded, and we live on the 4th floor by the Hudson River. A rowboat rowed by nuns comes to our window, and I climb in. We row of into the darkness. There are many other little boats with lights in the Hudson River. The city lies in darkness, but I feel content. I get into my sleeping bag and stare up at the stars as I drift off to sleep.
I sent in the text to Loóna – fall in love with sleep again (loona.app) as part of their new “Turn your sweetest dreams into art” and they used AI to create these images of my dream. I altered them a little. I turned off the city lights because if the city became flooded there would be no lights. I like to use Loona to help me get to sleep.