The Freedom Park

Drawing a dream I had. My danghter, Ollie, and I went to a park one afternoon. It had special rules. No boundaries. You could climb into anybody's car and sit in it. You could walk into any neighbouring houses without permission. At first, it felt rather freeing. Ollie played with the kids in this strange park. I sat in my car. It folded open and some parents watching their kids came and sat in my car without asking. I sat beside them and watched as Ollie ran off with the kids. I was starting to feel uneasy. In the distance, Ollie turned around to look at me. Did she sense my uneasiness? Was she thinking that something was a little off about this place too?