Maybe this time

My entry for "I DREAM" contest.

I was thinking about what i dream. It`s stange feeling.. but i think my dreams stay in the past. I was dreaming about too many things bun now i know that they can`t come true. Never. In my mind i can imagine whatever or i can try to draw it but it`s not the same. Almost i don`t worry about it.

About this drawing.
I done it for this contest, but i`m not sure i want to submit it. But i told myself to join, so i`m in.
Yes, It`s me.
It was about 4 years ago when i saw mountains for the first time. ( maybe "hills" will be correct ) They is not tall. It`s Borovoe in Kazakhstan, and i`m in love with this place. All days i climbed of the rocks and every night before i fall asleep, i closed my eyes and found myself on the top again. Then i was falling down and appear on the top again. It repeated so many times and was so real. But sometimes i just walk on the air to another hill. I`m not flew... Ha-ha so in the next day a was not afraid to fall down )))
And i want to return...

A4, watercolours, white acrylic
Sorry, it`s a fast painting and for my bad english.

Самой не понятно, что написала.
*Ну так я прыгаю ?*