Ah, Dawn, the half-asleep phone chatter queen at one-thirty in the morning.

Dawn, a weary night owl, is whispering into her phone, the glow of the screen casting sleepy shadows on her face. Around her, the world is hushed, but in her mind, a swirling storm of dreams, half-remembered thoughts, and mumbling secrets bubble up. Maybe the phone call is with a mysterious stranger, or it’s a late-night confession to an old friend, or perhaps she’s negotiating peace with the Sandman himself. Capture that blurry, magical in-between moment where reality and dreams are tangled like tangled headphones in a pocket.