tbh I want to write this carefully because I don't want it to sound like more than it is. On three separate nights, each after an evening of opposed palm resonance, I've dreamt the same place: a long white hallway. Not bright-white — more like unlit plaster, that soft grey-white you get in a room with the curtains shut in the afternoon. No doors that I can find. The floor is cool. I'm always walking toward the far end and never reaching it, and I'm not frightened, just... expectant.
I'm logging it here because it's now happened enough times to feel like a pattern rather than a one-off, and I'm curious whether "hallway after resonance" is a thing other people have, or whether I've just built a private image that my brain now reuses. Genuinely open to it being the boring answer.
Grounding first, as always. I sat with a glass of water and wrote this in the morning, not the middle of the night.