I had a happy dream last night.
I was outside. I don't know what time it was -- dark enough to be able to see the stars, but light enough to see. All of the lights of the houses were out, and everything was quiet -- sleeping. I looked up, and saw three swallows flying together. Each swallow had the tail feathers of another swallow in its beak, so they were connected in a ring that was spinning as it moved. I felt happy and excited to see them. I ran along beneath the swallows, pointing up at them and calling out, just in case anyone could hear.