I Remember Flowers

I don't know where I am, someplace dark and frigid. There is no one around me. There is complete silence and I feel like I'm about to explode out of my skin. My skin....it's glowing. What's happening? How long have I been here? Suddenly, there's a glow. I try to propel toward it but I feel I am frozen on the spot. It shines orange, yellow and blue and is absolutely phenomenally gorgeous...I have to get to it. I must. I try to move my finger, just my finger, and I'm happy to feel it moves a fraction of an inch. That's good, I keep going. I can feel it bend a little more, and then more after that. It finally bends at the knuckle. Then I feel my toes wiggle. I'm surrounded by a viscous liquid. It looks purple in the light of the glow. It feels silky and smooth, yet more oily than water. Am I dreaming? Is this a dream? I try to move again and this time I am more successful, I'm able to move a fraction toward the glowing light. What's in that light? I hold up my hand and see the pure white glow that emanates from it. This is peculiar. I move closer still to the white glow and I begin to hear wind. A slow, calming breeze that I am not able to feel yet. I must get to it! Suddenly the light moves. I decide since I'm in liquid I can probably swim toward it. Just a little further....Ah it's so close now I can smell something pleasant. Something I recognize. But what? Finally! I reach the glow and put my hand out. Suddenly scared, I pull back. What could it be? Will it hurt me? I figure anything is better than the nothingness that surrounds me, so i reach out. It's warm. It feels like warm air against my hand. I like it. Suddenly though and without warning it swallows me. It moves like a slime that first envelops my arm then my shoulder and moves over my entire body. I'm no longer in the dark cold place. I'm in a meadow it seems, with flowers of all different kinds surrounding me. I remember now, I worked with flowers. But when? I couldn't tell you....I feel the wind. And it smells so good. 

"You made it. I knew you would come!" a small voice says. It's quiet....I could barely hear it. "I knew you would come." I look over and see a cat looking at me. "My name is Oliver and I've been waiting a very long time to see you"  I approach the cat gingerly. I'm very scared. I am not scared of cats, just of cats who speak to me. In my old world cats only meowed. He was an all black cat, but he had a heart on his side that was white. And he was fairly larger than the cats that I was accustomed to. 

"Where am I" I ask him. I thought  myself foolish talking to a cat, but a moment ago I was glowing in liquid that I didn't know either. 

"Well you made this world, you don't remember?" He giggles. "You must have needed that hibernation. I hope you're feeling better!" 

"Hibernation?" Humans don't hibernate-wait! I look at my arm and see something very peculiar.....SCALES!!! Green and blue scales. I go to a pool of water and look at my face and I have two horns growing out of my forehead. 

"Yes my lady, you must have needed it. You've been asleep for five years" 

"Where do I go when I sleep?" I asked Oliver.

He shakes his head, "I do not know, but I always wait for you here and you always come back" He rubs against my legs affectionately. 

"What am I?" I ask Oliver, "I'm clearly in another world" 

"You were just a child when I met you the first time, and we played a game. We played a game where we get to be anything we want. I wanted to be a cat-so here I am....and you said you always wished you could be that. You never gave it a name." 

So apparently I wanted to be a scaley monster? I turn around and see a cave. I go to it and find a bed, a desk and flowers laying by a pot. Oliver follows behind-

Suddenly I wake up in a bed. No scales. No horns. My nails are painted pink just like i like them. And daisies are on the nightstand. Whatever dream that was I don't want to have it again. But I can remember the flowers, they were beautiful.