Dream Of Exploring Basement And Finding Light And Freedom

I am in a basement I’ve never been in before but I know it’s my family’s. My bed is pink and sits tucked in the corner of the unfinished basement by the wooden planks ment to be a staircase to upstairs. I look up the stairs and back down at my bed and even though I’ve never been there in real life I recognize it as where I live. I begin to walk deeper into the basement past my cobweb dusty bedroom at the bottom of the stairs. I go deeper into the darkness. I recognize everything as past things that used to scare me but everything gets lighter and the doorways are no longer scary like they used to be. I walk around the corner more and more and everything looks new and soft and light. A song build behind me, an anthem. I turn the corner again and there’s a huge white stone fireplace in the corner wall. I walk more and see the French doors at the end of the last large room, it leads out to the daylight of nature. The song grows louder, invigorating ethereal gituar as if orchestrated by my hair levitating around me, I walk close to the doors, to go outside into the fresh air, the song lifts me up. I wake up…